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Quick,
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quick
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Tell
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me
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something
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awful
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like
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you
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are
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a
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poet
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trapped
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inside
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the
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body
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of
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a
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finance
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guy
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Tell
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me
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all
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your
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secrets
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All
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you'll
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ever
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be
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is
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My
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eternal
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consolation
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prize
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You
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see
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I
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was
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a
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debutant
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in
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another
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life
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but
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Now
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I
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seem
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to
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be
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scared
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to
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go
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outside
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If
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comfort
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is
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a
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construct
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I
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don't
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believe
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in
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good
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luck
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Now
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that
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I
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know
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what's
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what
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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so
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I
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will
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go
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to
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secret
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gardens
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in
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my
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mind
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People
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need
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a
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key
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to
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get
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to
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The
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only
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one
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is
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mine
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I
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read
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about
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it
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in
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a
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book
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when
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I
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was
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a
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precocious
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child
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No
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mid-sized
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city
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hopes
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and
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small
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town
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fears
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I'm
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there
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most
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of
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the
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year
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cause
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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My
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friends
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used
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to
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play
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a
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game
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where
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we
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would
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pick
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a
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decade
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we
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wished
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we
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could
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live
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in
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instead
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of
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this
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I'd
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say
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the
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1830's
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but
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without
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all
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the
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racists
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and
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getting
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married
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off
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for
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the
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highest
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bid
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Everyone
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would
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look
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down
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cause
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it
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wasn't
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fun
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now
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Seems
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like
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it
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was
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never
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even
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fun
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back
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then
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Nostalgia
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is
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a
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mind's
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trick
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If
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I'd
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been
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there,
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I'd
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hate
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it
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It
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was
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freezing
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in
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the
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palace
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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so
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I
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will
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go
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to
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lunar
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valleys
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in
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my
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mind
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When
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they
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found
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a
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better
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planet
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Only
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the
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gentle
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survived
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I
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dreamed
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about
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it
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in
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the
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dark
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the
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night
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I
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felt
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like
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I
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might
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die
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No
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mid-sized
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city
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hopes
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and
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small
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town
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fears
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I'm
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there
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most
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of
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the
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year
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cause
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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I'm
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lonely
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but
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I'm
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good,
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I'm
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bitter
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but
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I
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swear
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I'm
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fine
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I'll
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save
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all
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my
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romanticism
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for
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my
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inner
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life
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And
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I'll
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get
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lost
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on
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purpose
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This
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place
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made
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me
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feel
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worthless
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Lucid
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dreams
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like
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electricity,
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The
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current
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flies
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through
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me,
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and
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in
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my
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fantasies
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I
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rise
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above
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it
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And
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way
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up
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there,
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I
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actually
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love
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it
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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so
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I
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will
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go
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to
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secret
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gardens
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in
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my
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mind
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People
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need
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a
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key
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to
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get
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to
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The
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only
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Lyrics
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one
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is
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mine
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I
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read
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about
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it
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in
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a
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book
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when
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I
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was
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a
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precocious
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child
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No
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mid-sized
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city
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hopes
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and
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small
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town
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fears
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I'm
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there
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most
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of
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the
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year
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cause
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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I
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hate
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it
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here
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Quick,
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quick
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tell
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me
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something
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awful
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like
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you
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are
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a
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poet
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trapped
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inside
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the
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body
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of
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a
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finance
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guy
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