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Fences

Fences
Its time to spend less time
Making plans
And more time
Making sense
As tears drip down the drain
And breath breathes through the vents
My whole life
I’ve been putting up a fence
And now its time to take it down
I’m drowning in all the things I’ve never found
As I take it in, I let it surround
Me
Immersed in a deep sea of tragedy, reality
The only way out is to set myself free
Let me go
Let me go
There are still so many things I need to know





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