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let me leave this place
find a new city, a new home
where my name does not exist
where no one knows the taste of my lips,
nor my sweat
a place that contains streets
that i have no story attached too
ill give away all my clothes
the ink on my flesh
absent, like a forgotten umbrella
and the day you pass me on the street
without a second glance
ill know freedom once again
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