Excuse me, Jimmy.
I managed to maintain.
Reasons or excuses, I still pressed forward.
Taking your advice, Evey step of the way.
Excuse me, Jimi.
I smell a wildflower.
I can open my mind (now).
My parents are divided.
One dead, one in an emotional jail.
I am the only one free to
Kiss the Sky.
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