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THE DAY I LET MY GUARD DOWN; LOOKED UP; LIFTED MY HEAD FROM THE GROUND; STOPPED ASKING FOR TREMORS THAT WOULD SEND ME BACK HOME; UNPACKED MY BAGGAGE AND WALKED AROUND DOWNTOWN; STARTING BEING OKAY IF THIS IS NOT OVER NOW
whoa.this track kicks in.thedoor
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whoa.
this track kicks in.
the
door
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