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Escape

Everyone has what they want,
everyone has what they need,
but not me.
I don't care about what I want,
or about what I need.
What I need is an escape,
a place where I can always go and never be sad,
a place where I can always go and always be happy.
If you think this poem is boring,
if you think this poem is lame,
tell me one thing.
What's your escape?



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