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Santa Fe


Take me to the land where humanity is appreciated I'm tired of this place.

Strnagers give me looks as if I am a mythical creature roaming their territory.

Cleansing my soul imangining myself wandering with you staying out of their way.

 

I never belonged here and I would be lying if I said that makes me sad.

I'm outside while everyone else is inside sleeping.

Nature's most beautiful moments happen when nobody is looking. 

But they don't care.

Their bright lights shine in my eyes when I try to inhale the stars.

I want you to know the real me not the person these fools want me to be. 

Meet me in Santa Fe where my soul is exposed and free. 

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