dogwalkingwithdougpart2
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
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ometimes i think i need to escape this city, for good,
o
ther times i know i have to be here, for good or ill.
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t might kill me.
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t might be my fate.
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o be here now.
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here's someplace out there calling to me, or someone just like me,
b
ut where, and how do i get there from here?
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