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Lyrics
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County
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line,
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I'm
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countin'
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down
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Mailboxes
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until
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my
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house
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This
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place
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had
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a
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heartbeat
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in
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its
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day
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Vail
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bought
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the
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mountains,
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and
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nothing
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was
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the
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same
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Yes,
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the
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boys
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are
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drunk,
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the
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sun
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is
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high
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Their
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license
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plates
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"Live
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Free
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or
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Die"
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But
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it
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just
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ain't
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that
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simple,
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it
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never
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was
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We'll
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drink
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'til
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New
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Year's,
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then
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they'll
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leave
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me
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to
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clean
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up
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One
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day
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I'm
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gonna
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cut
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it
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clear
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Ride
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like
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Paul
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Revere
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Lyrics
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And,
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when
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they
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ask
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me
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who
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I
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am
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I'll
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say,
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"I'm
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not
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from
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around
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here"
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I'll
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leave
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before
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the
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road
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crew's
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out
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Before
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those
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joggers,
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looking
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way
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too
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proud
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And
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I'll
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turn
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up
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the
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music
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and
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I'll
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forget
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Until
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it
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ends,
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that
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I'm
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not
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ready
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to
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let
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go
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yet
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One
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day,
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I'm
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gonna
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cut
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it
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clear
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Ride
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like
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Paul
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Revere
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And,
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when
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they
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ask
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me
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who
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I
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am
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I'll
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just
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pretend
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I
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didn't
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hear
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It's
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typical,
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I
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fear
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Folks
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just
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disappear
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And,
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when
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they
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ask
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me
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who
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I
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am
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I'll
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say,
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"I'm
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not
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from
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around
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here"
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I'll
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say,
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"I'm
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not
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from
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around
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here"
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But
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I'm
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in
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my
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car,
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and
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I
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Lyrics
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see
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the
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yard
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The
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patch
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of
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grass
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where
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we
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buried
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the
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dog
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And
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the
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world
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makes
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sense
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behind
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a
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chain
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link
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fence
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If
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I
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could
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leave,
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I
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would've
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already
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left
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But
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I'm
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in
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my
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car,
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and
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Lyrics
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I
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see
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the
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yard
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And
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the
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patch
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of
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grass
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where
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we
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buried
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the
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dog
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And
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the
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world
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makes
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sense
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behind
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a
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chain
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link
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fence
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If
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I
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could
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leave,
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I
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would've
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already
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left
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I
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would've
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already
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left
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