Answer
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Please
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take
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a
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long
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hard
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look
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through
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your
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textbook
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'cause
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i'm
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history.
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When
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I
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strap
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my
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helmet
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on
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I'll
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be
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long
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gone
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'cause
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I've
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been
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dying
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to
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leave.
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Yeah,
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I'll
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ride
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the
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range
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and
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hide
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all
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my
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loose
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Answer
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change
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in
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my
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bedroom
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'cause
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riding
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a
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dirtbike
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down
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a
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turnpike
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always
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takes
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its
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toll
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on
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me.
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I've
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had
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just
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about
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enough
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of
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quote,
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"diamonds
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in
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the
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rough"
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because
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my
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backbone
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is
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paper
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thin.
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Get
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me
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out
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Answer
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of
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this
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cavern
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or
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I'll
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cave
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in.
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If
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the
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bombs
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go
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off,
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the
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sun
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will
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still
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be
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shining
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because
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we've
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heard
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it
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said
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that
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every
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mushroom
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cloud
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has
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a
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silver
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lining.
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Though
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we're
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always
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undermining
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too
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deep
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Answer
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to
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know.
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Swallow
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a
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drop
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of
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gravel
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and
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blacktop
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'cause
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the
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road
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tastes
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like
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wintergreen.
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The
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wind
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and
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the
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rain
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smell
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of
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oil
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and
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octane
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mixed
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with
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stale
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gasoline.
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I'll
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soak
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up
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the
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sound,
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try
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to
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sleep
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Answer
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on
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the
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wet
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ground.
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I'll
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get
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ten
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minutes
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give
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or
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take
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'cause
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I
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just
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don't
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forsee
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myself
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getting
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drowsy
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when
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cold
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integrity
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keeps
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me
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wide
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awake.
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Get
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me
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out
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of
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this
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cavern
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or
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I'll
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cave
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in.
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Get
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Answer
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me
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out
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of
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this
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cavern
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or
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I'll
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cave
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in.
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I'll
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keep
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my
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helmet
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on
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just
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in
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case
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my
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head
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caves
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in
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'cause
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if
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my
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thoughts
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collapse
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or
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my
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framework
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snaps,
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it'll
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make
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a
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mess
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like
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you
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wouldn't
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Answer
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believe.
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Tie
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my
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handlebars
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to
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the
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stars
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so
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I
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stay
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on
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track.
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And
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if
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my
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intentions
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stray,
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I'll
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wrench
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them
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away
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then
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I'll
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take
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my
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leave
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and
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I
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won't
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even
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look
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back.
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I
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won't
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even
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look
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back.
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