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seclusion
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frightens
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me
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What
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happened
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to
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youthful
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armies,
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manicured
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gardens
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Proud
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role
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models?
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Now
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I
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sit,
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dependent
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zombie
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Longing
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for
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the
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physical
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One
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can't
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destroy
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energy
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One
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can
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only
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transfer
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it
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What
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if
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I
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never
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acknowledged
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reality
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I
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avoid
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it?
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Broken
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tree
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roots
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curling
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up,
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as
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if
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to
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grow
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towards
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the
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sky
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Inverting
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gravity
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and
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plummeting
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angels
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to
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Hell
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Grabbing
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air
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pockets
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to
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free
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yourself
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You
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trip
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Answer
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on
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extra
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limbs
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and
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crumble
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in
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The
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dirt
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feels
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cold
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and
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soft...
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Seems
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so
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foreign
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yet
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so
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welcoming
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You
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hear
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the
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Earth
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breathe
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and
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for
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a
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moment
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Laying
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there,
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get
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an
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internal
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perspective
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Molecules
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mix
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and
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flesh
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confuses
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with
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elements
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You
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aren't
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sure
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about
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getting
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up
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Perhaps
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the
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trees
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were
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right
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and
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merging
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with
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the
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Earth
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is
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The
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way
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to
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live
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for
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centuries
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Coffins
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float
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upside
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down
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like
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cumulus
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Answer
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Knock
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and
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see
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who's
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inside!
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You
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wonder
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how
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the
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doors
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don't
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swing
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open
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Are
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they
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locked
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in?
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Should
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I
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release
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You
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leave
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footsteps
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of
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fire
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So
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no
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one
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can
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follow
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your
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tracks
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I
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should
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be
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trudging
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ahead
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But
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I
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just
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keep
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looking
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back
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You
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never
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told
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me
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that
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I
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would
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get
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so
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badly
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burnt
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I
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always
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freeze
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upon
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contact
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now
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So
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the
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flames
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don't
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hurt
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Does
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controlling
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pain
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Answer
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make
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it
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void?
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If
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energy
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is
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transferred,
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not
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destroyed?
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I
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invite
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them
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to
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all
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join
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Forcing
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confusion
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through
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ballpoint
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Did
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you
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forget
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the
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intentional
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dreaming
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and
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patriotic
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cut-
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I
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still
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feel
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the
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strangulation
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throttling
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me
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out
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This
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is
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still
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not
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the
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way
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you
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want
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to
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end
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The
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leaves
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swing
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down
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to
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tuck
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you
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in
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And
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this
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is
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where
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you
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won't
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wake
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up
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again
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And
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I
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hope
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you
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will—
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Answer
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I'm
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just
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not
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convinced
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Feel
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the
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mantle
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pulse
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The
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fissures
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throb,
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the
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nucleus
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|
bellows
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You
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see
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those
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around
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you,
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who
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felt
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it
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all
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along
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Black
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eyes
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and
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superior
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|
senses
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Curious
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|
noses
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seem,
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|
they
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seem
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apathetic
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Should
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they
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really
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care?
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They
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know,
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they
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knew
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what
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we
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refuse
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to
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understand
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Prevention
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|
only
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|
goes
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|
so
|
|
far
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Make
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way
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for
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the
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newborn!
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There's
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only
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so
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|
much
|
|
carbon
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|
in
|
|
the
|
|
world
|
|
Take,
|
|
take
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a
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Answer
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number
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You've
|
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had
|
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your
|
|
time,
|
|
get
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in
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|
line
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You
|
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must
|
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be
|
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this
|
|
good
|
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to
|
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ride
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You
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leave
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footsteps
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of
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fire
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So
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no
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one
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can
|
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follow
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your
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tracks
|
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And
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now,
|
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I
|
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should
|
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be
|
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trudging
|
|
ahead
|
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But
|
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I
|
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just
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keep
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looking
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back
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You
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never
|
|
warned
|
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me
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that
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I
|
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would
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get
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so
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|
badly
|
|
burnt
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I
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always
|
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freeze
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upon
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contact
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now
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So
|
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the
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flames
|
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don't
|
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hurt
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You
|
|
must
|
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be
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this
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good
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to
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die
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