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Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas

Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man Though my mind could think I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I’m dreaming I can hear them say

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      6 months ago

      🧳 here is some luggage so you don’t have to carry him on your next flight