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2005-09-30 - 8:14 p.m.
and when the rain would fall down i'd just stare out my window dreaming of what could be and if i'd end up happy i would pray trying hard to reach out but when i tried to speak out felt like no one could hear me wanted to belong here but something felt so wrong here so i prayed i could break away
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