Answer
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When
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I
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look
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back,
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tracing
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fingertips
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over
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plastic
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bags
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Thinking,
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"I
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wish
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I
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could
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extrapolate
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some
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small
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intention
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Or
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maybe
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just
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get
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your
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attention
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for
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a
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minute
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or
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two"
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Will
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I
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die?
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Or
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will
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I
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get
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to
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that
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ten
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year
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mark?
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Where
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I
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beat
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the
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extinction
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of
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telomeres?
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And
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if
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I
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do,
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will
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you
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be
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there
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with
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me,
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Father,
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Sister,
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Brother?
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Charlie,
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stop
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smoking
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Caroline,
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will
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Answer
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you
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be
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with
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me?
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Will
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the
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baby
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be
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alright?
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Will
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I
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have
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one
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of
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mine?
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Can
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I
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handle
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it
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even
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if
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I
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do?
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It's
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said
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that
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my
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mind
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Is
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not
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fit,
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or
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so
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they
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said,
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to
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carry
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a
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child
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I
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guess
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I'll
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be
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fine
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It
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wasn't
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my
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idea,
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the
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cocktail
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of
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things
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that
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twists
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neurons
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inside
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But
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without
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them,
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I'd
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die
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They
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say
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there's
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irony
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in
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Answer
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the
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music,
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it's
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a
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tragedy,
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I
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See
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nothing
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Greek
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in
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it
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Give
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me
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a
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mausoleum
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in
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Rhode
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Island
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with
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Dad,
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Grandma,
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Grandpa,
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and
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Dave
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Who
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hung
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himself
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real
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high
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In
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the
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National
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Park
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sky,
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it's
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a
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shame
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and
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I'm
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crying
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right
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now
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To
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get
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to
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you,
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save
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you,
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if
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I
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take
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my
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life
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Find
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your
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astral
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body,
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put
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it
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into
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my
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arms
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Give
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you
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two
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seconds
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Answer
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to
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cry
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Take
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you
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home,
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I,
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I'll
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give
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you
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a
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blanket
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Your
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spirit
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can
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sit
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and
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watch
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TV
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by
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my
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side
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'Cause,
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baby,
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I
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Ran
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through
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a
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time
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when
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I
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felt
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you
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were
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doing
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it
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I
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couldn't
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handle
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it,
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I
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was
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in
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Monaco
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I
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couldn't
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hear
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what
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they
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said
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on
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the
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telephone
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I
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had
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to
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sing
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for
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the
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prince
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in
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two
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hours
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Sat
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in
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the
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shower
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Answer
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Gave
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myself
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two
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seconds
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to
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cry
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It's
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a
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shame
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that
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we
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die
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When
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I
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was
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fifteen,
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naked,
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next-door
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neighbors
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did
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a
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drive-by
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Pulled
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me
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up
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by
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my
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waist,
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long
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hair
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to
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the
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beach
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side
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I
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wanted
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to
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go
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out
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like
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you,
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swim
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with
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the
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fishes
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That
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he
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caught
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on
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Rhode
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Island
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beaches
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But,
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sometimes,
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it's
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just
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not
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your
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time
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Caroline,
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what
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kind
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of
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mother
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was
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she
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to
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Answer
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say
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I'd
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end
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up
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in
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institutions?
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All
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I
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wanted
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to
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do
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was
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kiss
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Aaron
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Greene
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and
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sit
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by
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The
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lake,
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twisting
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lime
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into
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the
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drinks
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that
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they
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made
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Have
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a
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babe
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at
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sixteen
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in
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the
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town
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I
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was
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born
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in,
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and
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die
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Aaron
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ended
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up
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dead
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and
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not
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me
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What
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the
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fuck's
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wrong
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in
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your
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head
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to
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send
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me
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away,
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never
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to
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come
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back?
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Exotic
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places
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Answer
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and
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people
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don't
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take
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the
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place
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of
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being
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your
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child
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I
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give
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myself
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two
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seconds
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to
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cry
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Let
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it
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crash
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over
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me
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Like
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the
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waves
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in
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the
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sea
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Call
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me
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Aphrodite,
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as
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they
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bow
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down
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to
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me
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Sunbather,
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moon
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chaser,
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queen
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of
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empathy
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I
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give
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myself
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two
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seconds
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to
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breathe
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And
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go
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back
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to
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being
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a
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serene
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queen
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I
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just
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needed
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two
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seconds
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to
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be
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me
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