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Across the sky a bird will fly, 

In the green grass I will just lie,

On the street is where we were left,

In the bathroom lies a girl next to the toilet, 

Between the two lines I will not cross the road that shall not be taken,

In the clouds are signs of life,

dreams that I've wished to have but had the opposite,

In a book what exactly do you get,

In my eyes I see a broken heart, lost, upset,

In my eyes I will see change,

The girl on the toilet, will be hanging with her friends,

The green grass, turned into a playground, 

The street left was a house next door,

Between those two lines I would've taken 

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