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Who cares about my name, who cares that we weren't dead, who cares that I haven't given up, who cares that I'm a man who knows what he wants.
I've tried to, I've tried to run, to free my soul.
Wide open, wide open space can be so cruel.
I'm at home but I can't sleep, all my pics just looks so.
Strange.
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