I saw the fear. it fades away and the distance grows.
and now. I turn my back against the walls, it falls.
through sleeping citys, million miles, through the falling pretty and I realize.
nothing can touch me now.
I see that nothing holds me here. I feel, I cannot grow here.
I learn to leave this behind. cruel place, goodbye!
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