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I crash landed on reality
With only a pen to keep my sanity
Hand-red but still said "it wasn't me"
I always knew the pipe wasn't my destiny
Strapped hope to my shattered knee
And told it "run with me
Don't work against me, you not my enemy"
My past chained to my ankle
Please set it free
So I can run to my future
Father Let It
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