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my world is like the wind.
starting one place, ending another.
Going place, after place to find the one i like, n
ot giving the ones i dont second look.
One thing i know is i will end up somewhere down this road,
but i dont know when ill get there or how long i will stay,
if i stay at all.
i dont care if it's light or dark there as long as i am not there alone,
i will be happy.