I'm so ready to leave.
All I need is a little more time.
I have this feeling that I'm alone now.
With nothing left but the people who will help me get out of here, I can be more reckless.
But not reckless enough to jeopardize my escape.
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When I was a little boy, I dreamed of a star.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
 
         
        




