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By
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all
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accounts,
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she
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almost
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drowned
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When
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she
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was
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six
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in
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frigid
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water
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And
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I
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can
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confirm
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she
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made
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A
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curious
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child,
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ever
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reviled
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By
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everyone
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except
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her
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own
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father
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With
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a
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quite
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bewitching
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face
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Splendidly
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selfish,
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charmingly
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helpless
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Excellent
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fun
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'til
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you
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get
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to
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know
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her
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Then
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she
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runs
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like
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it's
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a
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race
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Behind
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her
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back,
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her
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best
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mates
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laughed
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And
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they
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nicknamed
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her
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"The
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Bolter"
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Started
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with
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a
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kiss
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"Oh,
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we
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must
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stop
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meeting
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like
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this"
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But
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it
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always
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ends
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up
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with
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a
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town
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car
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speeding
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Out
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the
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drive
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one
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evening
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Ended
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with
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the
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slam
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of
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a
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door
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Then
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he'll
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call
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her
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a
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whore
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Wish
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he
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wouldn't
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be
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sore
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But
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as
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she
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was
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leaving
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It
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felt
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like
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breathing
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All
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her
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fuckin'
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lives
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Flashed
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before
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her
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eyes
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It
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feels
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like
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the
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time
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She
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fell
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through
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the
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ice
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Then
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came
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out
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alive
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He
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was
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a
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cad,
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wanted
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her
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bad
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Just
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like
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any
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good
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trophy
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hunter
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And
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she
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liked
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the
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way
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it
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tastes
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Taming
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a
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bear,
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making
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him
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care
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Watching
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him
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jump
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then
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pulling
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him
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under
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And
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at
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first
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blush,
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this
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is
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fate
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When
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it's
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all
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roses,
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portrait
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poses
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Central
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Park
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Lake
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in
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tiny
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rowboats
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What
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a
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charming
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Saturday
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That's
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when
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she
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sees
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the
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littlest
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leaks
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Down
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in
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the
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floorboards
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And
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she
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just
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knows
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she
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must
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bolt
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Started
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with
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a
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kiss
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"Oh,
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we
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must
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stop
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meeting
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like
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this"
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But
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it
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always
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ends
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up
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with
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a
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town
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car
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speeding
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Out
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the
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drive
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one
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evening
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Ended
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with
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the
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slam
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of
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a
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door
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Then
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he'll
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call
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her
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a
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whore
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Wish
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he
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wouldn't
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be
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sore
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But
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as
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she
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was
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leaving
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It
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felt
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like
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breathing
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All
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her
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fuckin'
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lives
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Flashed
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before
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her
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eyes
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(Ah
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ah
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ah)
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It
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feels
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like
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the
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time
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She
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fell
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through
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the
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ice
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Then
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came
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out
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alive
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She's
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been
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many
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places
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with
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Men
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of
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many
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faces
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First,
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they're
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off
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to
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the
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races
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And
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she's
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laughin',
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drawin'
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aces
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But
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none
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of
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it
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is
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changin'
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That
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the
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chariot
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is
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waitin'
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Hearts
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are
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hers
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for
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the
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breakin'
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Theres
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escape
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in
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escaping
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Started
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with
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a
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kiss
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"Oh,
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we
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must
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stop
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meeting
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like
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this"
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But
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it
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always
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ends
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up
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with
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a
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town
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Lyrics
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car
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speeding
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Out
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the
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drive
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one
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evenin'
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Ended
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with
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the
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slam
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of
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a
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door
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But
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she's
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got
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the
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best
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stories
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You
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can
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be
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sure
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That
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as
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she
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was
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leaving
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It
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felt
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like
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freedom
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All
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her
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fuckin'
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lives
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Flashed
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before
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her
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eyes
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(And
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she
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realized)
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It
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feels
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like
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the
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time
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She
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fell
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through
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the
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ice
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Then
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came
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out
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alive
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