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Nostalgia,
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what
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a
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funny
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feeling
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I
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feel
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depleted
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from
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feelings
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I've
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been
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revealing
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It's
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do
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or
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die,
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I'm
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not
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going
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willing
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But
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when
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it's
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time,
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wrap
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in
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white
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linen
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I
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rap
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this,
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I
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say
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it
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Answer
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for
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my
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sanity
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Whatever
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the
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calamity,
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I
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did
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this
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for
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myself
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Fuck
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all
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of
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your
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fantasies
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You're
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a
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snake,
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fell
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off
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the
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ladder
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I
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prefer
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speaking
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in
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analogies
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I've
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had
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enough
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of
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all
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this
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wet
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Answer
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And
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I
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can't
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trust
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that
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you're
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my
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family
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I
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don't
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know
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what's
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next
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The
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brain
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dead
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that
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I
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never
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miss
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My
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brain
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lives
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with
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the
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cannabis
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Can
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I
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resist
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the
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dark
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abyss?
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Leave
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a
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Answer
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mark
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on
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this
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with
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no
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start,
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just
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exist
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My
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mind's
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in
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a
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prism
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shape
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And
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in
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times
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like
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a
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prison
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state
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There's
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no
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right
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that
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I
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feel
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of
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late
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There's
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no
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light
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if
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my
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Answer
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view's
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at
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stake
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And
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which
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life
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should
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I
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choose
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to
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take?
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What's
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left,
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is
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it
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room
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or
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space?
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There
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are
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rumours
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we
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have
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to
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face
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I
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prefer
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sooner
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than
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after
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late
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I
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seen
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actors
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Answer
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after
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BAFTA's
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be
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more
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straight
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I
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mean
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down
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the
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barrel
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I
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hear
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them
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sing,
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it's
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the
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same
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carol
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They're
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tryna
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sprint
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in
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the
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long
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run,
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Mo
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Farah
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They're
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tryna
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fix
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when
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it's
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long
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gone,
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Answer
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don't
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bother
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There's
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no
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other,
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the
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thought
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shudders
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through
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most
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lovers
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I
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wanna
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bed
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you,
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but
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still
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sleep
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is
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death's
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cousin
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So
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two
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weeks
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is
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now
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four
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dozen
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Years
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that
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pass
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by,
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can't
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press
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Answer
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no
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rewind
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Just
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watch
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my
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life
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by
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and
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lock
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the
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right
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ties
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Nobody,
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nobody
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is
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listening
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to
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me
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Nobody,
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nobody
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is
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listening
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Nobody,
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nobody
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is
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listening
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to
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me
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Nobody,
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nobody
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is
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listening
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to
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me
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