Way Out

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I need a way out

Tired of the way I'm living

Prosistution was the way out

Mom by day

I know it's not meant to be this way

I need a way out

Approached by a man on his way out

He handed me a pamlet for college

I think I found a way out

A major and 8 months later

I found a way out

Education was the way out

 

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