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I found myself in the west coast
Climbing rocks and learning to let go
I think about it when I’m not there
But at the edge I only stare

I crane my neck as I leave the sea
Above the mountains moving east

Look outside and know you’re not your phone
Don’t take the predetermined two-way road
Let’s ditch the people in the suits and coats
You’re only real if you can see your vote

The surf is wide and I feel the breeze
Temp has dropped but I need release

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