Write

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I will escape within the confines of the page

And I will become something else

For I was here, writing these words

And my voice rose above the sounds of passing time

I will escape within the confines of the page

And I will become something else

For I was dreaming of a great beyond, away from these people

And my heart was louder than your words ever were

I will escape within the confines of the page

And I will become something else

For I was alive, seeing you for the first time

And you were off dreaming of someone else

For it was my time, my time to write

And that time belonged to no one else

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