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Can we get away?
Let’s go to Europe!
Or even elope to Vegas.
That’d be exciting.
Exhilarating.
I’d be living the life, as they say.
Can we get away? And get out of high school.
Run away together,
Honestly,
Can we get away? Can we just go for a jog?
Run down this street… forever…
Posted: 2010-11-16 00:28:39 UTC

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