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a journey to begin
my ticket leaves thursday,
these 21 years here will not.
the too long, you can't list
rockstar memories with the guys will stay,
for we are landing in LA.
I know my move is
needed
I am leaving behind no wish for salvation
for I have always found myself
I move my presence to
land, where the ocean and swaying
trees' brings a spring to my step.
this mind can adapt anywhere
throw me to the dessert
and I will think
throw me in a cage
and I will think
what a gift,
sometimes a dagger,
others a white swan
floating on a lake
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