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TO THE SUN
TO THE SUN
I’m flying to the sun, now free of this haunted place, to find a new destiny and to gaze upon the stars.
I won’t let me down, not like you did to me; this time I’m in my plane and going all the way to escape you all and the putrid ways of your petty lives, an end.
For now I’m free, truly free of you all and your wretched ways, now I can breathe again and live ...
Monday 4th June 2012 6:55 pm
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