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Lyrics
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I
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have
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mapped
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the
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cupboards
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and
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drawers
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Tracked
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the
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least
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walked
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spots
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on
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the
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floor
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Happy
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to
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be
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home,
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safe
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and
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warm
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as
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shadows
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by
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their
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feet
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The
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odd
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vanishing
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treat
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Quietly
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eating
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while
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they
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sleep
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So,
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here's
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where
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I'll
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be
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raising
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my
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kids
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If
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I
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can
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find
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someone
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to
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start
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a
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family
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with
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'Til
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then,
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I'll
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dream
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of
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the
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day
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my
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odds
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and
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ends
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fit
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I'll
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wake
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up,
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there'll
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be
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food
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on
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the
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stove
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Forever
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and
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never
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want
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for
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more
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Is
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there
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cheese
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in
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the
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great
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beyond?
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Rinds
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of
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parmesan
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Wine
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to
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water,
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night
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from
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dawn
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Life
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gets
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shorter,
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teeth
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grow
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long
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Mind
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me
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not,
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and
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I'll
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mind
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my
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own
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And
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my
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mind's
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not
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one
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bite
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smaller
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or
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lesser
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than
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yours
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Do
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I
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belong
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in
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right
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and
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wrong?
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Nature,
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I
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guess
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One
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night,
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one
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flung
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light
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through
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this
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place
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So
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I
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run
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for
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cover,
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over
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under,
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left
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the
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rind
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out
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on
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the
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plate
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Little
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heart
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racing
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and
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praying,
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"Something
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keep
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me
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safe"
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I
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think
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it
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saw
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my
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face
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Okay,
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one
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hungry
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day
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is
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nothing
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come
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what
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may
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But
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then
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winter
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came
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inside
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for
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three
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nights
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Left
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me
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grinding
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my
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teeth
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between
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my
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walls
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and
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gripping
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my
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dreams
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tight
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Curled
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up,
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kept
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my
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head
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up,
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and
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put
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up
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the
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fight
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I'll
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make
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it
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through
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again
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I
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have
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before
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C'mon,
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now,
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what's
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one
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more?
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Is
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there
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cheese
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in
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the
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great
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beyond?
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Rinds
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of
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parmesan
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Wine
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to
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water,
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night
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from
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dawn
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Life
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gets
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shorter,
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teeth
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grow
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long
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Mind
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me
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not,
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and
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I'll
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mind
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my
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own
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And
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my
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mind's
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not
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one
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bite
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smaller
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or
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lesser
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than
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yours
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Do
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I
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belong
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in
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right
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and
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wrong?
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Nature,
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I
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guess
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Spring
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bloomed
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in
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the
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kitchen
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again
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So,
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I
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crawled
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out
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of
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the
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wall
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and
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squinting
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Saw
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hope
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on
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the
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stovetop
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Just
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like
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I'd
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always
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imagined
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it
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More
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than
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I
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could
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eat
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My
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dreams
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were
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finally
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reality
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My
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struggles
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had
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a
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happy
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ending!
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They
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must
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want
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to
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be
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friends!
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My
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stomach
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starts
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to
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turn
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With
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thirst,
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why
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does
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it
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hurt?
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My
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just
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dessert
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is
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served,
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dig
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in!
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So
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I
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stumble
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back
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to
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bed
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Something's
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not
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quite
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right,
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guess
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I'll
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just
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go
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rest
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my
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head
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Now,
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as
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I
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lay
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me
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down
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to
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sleep
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I
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expect
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no
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dreams
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And
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no
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sweet
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goodbye
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to
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me
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Flatline
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in
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the
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morning
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light
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I
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held
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on
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so
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tight
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For
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so
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long,
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it's
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just
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not
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right
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Let
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a
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sigh
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out
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as
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I
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close
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my
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eyes
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Was
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that
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all
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there
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was
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to
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this?
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What's
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for
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the
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best?
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Is
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there
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cheese
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in
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the
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great
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beyond?
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What's
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the
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moon
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made
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of?
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Meet
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me
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there
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after
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I'm
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gone
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Life
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gets
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shorter,
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teeth
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grow
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long
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Mind
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me
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not,
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and
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I'll
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mind
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my
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own
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And
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my
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mind
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held
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the
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same
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light
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as
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the
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one
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in
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your
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eyes
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Do
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I
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belong
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in
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right
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and
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wrong?
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One
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dies
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alone,
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and
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why?
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Don't
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know
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Goodbye,
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so
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long
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To
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mice
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in
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homes
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Nature,
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I
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guess
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Nature,
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I
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guess
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Nature,
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I
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guess
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