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Answer
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I’ve
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been
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watching
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him
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for
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my
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entire
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life
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I
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hate
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the
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air
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he
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breathes
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His
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foolish
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decrees,
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his
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words
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so
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contrived
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And
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I
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hate
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the
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way
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the
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townspeople
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gather
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outside
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They
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hang
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on
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every
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breath
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Cling
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to
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his
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chest,
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home
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to
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his
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heart
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full
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of
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pride
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The
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oracle
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told
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him
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beware
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the
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Ides
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And
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I’d
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be
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lying
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if
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I
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said
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I
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wasn’t
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wishing
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For
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an
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untimely
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death
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or
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demise
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Or
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am
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I
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just
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wishing
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I
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could
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be
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like
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you?
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That
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the
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people
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would
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see
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me,
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too,
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as
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a
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poet
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And
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not
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just
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the
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muse
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Oh,
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it’s
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not
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true,
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I
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don’t
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wish
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harm
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upon
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you
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From
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birth,
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we’ve
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been
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like
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brothers
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of
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different
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mothers
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Within
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the
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spirit
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of
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the
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same
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womb
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May
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the
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gods
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strike
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me
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down
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if
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I
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forsake
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you
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Frater
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meus,
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you’re
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beautifully
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made
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And
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to
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you,
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I’m
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forever
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grateful
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I’ll
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never
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forget
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that
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you
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showed
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me
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to
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make
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art
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And
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I
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know
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the
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love
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you
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showed
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me
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Came
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from
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a
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pure
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and
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noble
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heart
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I
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love
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you
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and
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if
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you
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want,
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I’ll
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call
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you
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king
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But
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why
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do
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I
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lie
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awake
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each
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night
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thinking
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Instead
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of
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you
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it
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should
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be
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me?
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Something
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wicked
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this
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way
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comes
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And
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as
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I
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set
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to
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face
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it,
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I’m
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unsure
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Should
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I
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embrace
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it,
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should
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I
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run?
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What
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motivates
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me,
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hatred?
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Is
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it
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love?
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What’s
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more
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wrong
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that
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I
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too
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wish
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to
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great
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Or
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my
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mother
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wished
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she’d
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had
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a
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son?
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And
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even
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if
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I
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can’t
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be
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the
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one
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Maybe
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I
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could
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at
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least
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help
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make
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way
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for
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him
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Until
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the
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day
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that
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he
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comes
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Maybe
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my
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name
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could
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also
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be
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known
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That
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I
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helped
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return
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good
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to
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the
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people
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and
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restored
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greatness
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to
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Rome
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus!
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus!
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus!
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus,
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Brutus!
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My
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name
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is
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Brutus
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and
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my
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name
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means
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heavy
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So
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with
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a
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heavy
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heart,
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I’ll
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guide
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this
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dagger
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Into
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the
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heart
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of
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my
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enemy
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My
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whole
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life,
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you
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were
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a
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teacher
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and
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friend
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to
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me
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Please
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know
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my
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actions
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are
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not
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motivated
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only
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by
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envy
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I
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too
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have
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a
|
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destiny,
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this
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death
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will
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be
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art
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The
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people
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will
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speak
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of
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this
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day
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from
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near
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and
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afar
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This
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event
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will
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be
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history,
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and
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I’ll
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be
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great
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too
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I
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don’t
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want
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what
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you
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have,
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I
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wanna
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be
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you
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I
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always
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knew
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I
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could
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be
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the
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one
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Though,
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I
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feel
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the
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endless
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pain
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of
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being
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And
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I
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am
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scorched
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by
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the
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sun
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Of
|
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humble
|
|
origins
|
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and
|
|
born
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of
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the
|
|
cursed
|
|
sex
|
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My
|
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name
|
|
is
|
|
Brutus,
|
|
but
|
|
the
|
|
people
|
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will
|
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call
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me
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Rex
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