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You
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could
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absolutely
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break
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my
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heart
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That's
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how
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I
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know
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that
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we're
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in
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love
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I
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need
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the
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symbol
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of
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a
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scar
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So
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put
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down
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the
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knife,
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we're
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not
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swapping
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blood
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Isn't
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it
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enough
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that
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we
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Answer
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stripped
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down
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to
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our
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skin?
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Cold
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and
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porcelain
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like
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bathers
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in
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a
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painting
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And
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I
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told
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you
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of
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your
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past
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lives,
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every
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man
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you've
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ever
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been
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It
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wasn't
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flattering,
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but
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you
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listened
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like
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it
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mattered
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I
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Answer
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feel
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crazy
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in
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ways
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I
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never
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say
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Will
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you
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still
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love
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me
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if
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it
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turns
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out
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I'm
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insane?
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I
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know
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what
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you'll
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say,
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but
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it
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helps
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to
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hear
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you
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say
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it
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anyway
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Some
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October
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in
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the
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Answer
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future,
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I'll
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run
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out
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of
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trash
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TV
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And
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I'll
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be
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feeling
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lonely,
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so
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I'll
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walk
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to
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karaoke
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Sing
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the
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song
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you
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wrote
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about
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me,
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never
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once
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checking
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the
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words
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I
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hope
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that
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no
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one
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sings
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along,
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Answer
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I
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hope
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that
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I'm
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not
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a
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regular
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Damn,
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that
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makes
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me
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sad
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It
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doesn't
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have
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to
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be
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like
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that
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If
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you
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rewrite
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your
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life,
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may
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I
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still
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play
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a
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part?
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In
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the
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next
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one,
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will
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you
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Answer
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find
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me?
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I'll
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be
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the
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boy
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with
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the
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pink
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carnation
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pinned
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to
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my
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lapel
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Who
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looks
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like
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hell
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and
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asks
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for
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help
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And
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if
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you
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do,
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I'll
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know
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it's
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you
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I
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can't
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imagine
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you
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without
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the
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Answer
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same
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smile
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in
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your
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eyes
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There
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is
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something
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about
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you
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that
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I
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will
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always
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recognize
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And
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if
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you
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don't
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remember
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I
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will
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try
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to
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remind
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you
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of
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the
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hummingbirds
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You
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know
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the
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ones
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(I
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know
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the
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ones)
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And
|
the
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baby
|
|
Answer
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scorpion
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And
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the
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winter
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lunar
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halo
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And
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the
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walk
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we
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took
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in
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the
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Redwoods
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I
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could
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go
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on
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and
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on
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and
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on
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and
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I
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will
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Go
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on
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and
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on
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and
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on
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until
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It
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all
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comes
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back
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