Hark, do you know I still care?
Keep the locks,
dropp the key.
Free your mind
and come with me.
Come alone,
come real fast.
Leave your worries,
leave your past.
Leave the things
you hate the most.
Sail the seas
and leave the coast.
Say goodbye
don't turn around.
Don't be the lost,
be the found.
poem by Mandy Lee
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