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this is where i lived & learned, the place where i was born and i will never leave it (i will never leave it)i know that you are headed to the west or some place else it is your resting place, inside that safe escape you scream out loud like siren sounds, you've reached your final goalwhich is to have and holdas for us we've figured out exactly how to breathewith vanishing lungs like these so thank you new england treesand the sidewalks of walnut street From Letras Mania