I threw some clothes into my bag,
I'm leaving at the crack of dawn.
There's nothing left to hold me back,
It's hard to say if I'll return.
The road ahead's brand new for me,
I am already terrified.
But with each step I'm breaking free,
Losing your picture from my sight.
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© Copyright: Александр Арганаиди, 2019
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