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Trapped
Feeling trapped inside my heart. Want to run far away. Feeling lost over and over again.
Can here the voice that´s calling Calling me to go. Have not heard it so strong in years.
living with it thru, my younger years wishing to leave all the things I know. That´s all I have left.
Done it all. Having all I want. This is all I have left to do.
Just need curage to go. To fly over the oceans Go to were I feel my heart belong Were I should be It´s calling me home.
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4 Oktober 2017
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