Answer
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I
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walked
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through
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the
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door
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with
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you
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the
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air
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was
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cold
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but
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something
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'bout
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it
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felt
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like
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home
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somehow
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and
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I
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left
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my
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scarf
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there
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at
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your
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sister's
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house
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and
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you've
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still
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got
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it
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in
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your
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drawer
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even
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now
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oh
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your
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sweet
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disposition
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and
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my
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wide-eyed
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gaze
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we're
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singing
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in
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the
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car
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getting
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lost
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upstate
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autumn
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leaves
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falling
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down
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like
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pieces
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into
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place
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and
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I
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can
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picture
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Answer
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it
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after
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all
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these
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days
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and
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I
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know
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it's
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long
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gone
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and
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that
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magic's
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not
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here
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no
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more
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and
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I
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might
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be
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okay
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but
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I'm
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not
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fine
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at
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all
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oh
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oh
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oh
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'cause
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there
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we
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are
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again
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on
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that
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little
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town
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street
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you
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almost
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ran
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the
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red
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'cause
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you
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were
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looking
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over
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at
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me
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wind
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in
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my
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hair
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I
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was
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there
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I
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remember
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it
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all
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too
|
well
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Answer
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photo
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album
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on
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the
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counter
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your
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cheeks
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were
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turning
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red
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you
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used
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to
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be
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a
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little
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kid
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with
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glasses
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in
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a
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twin-sized
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bed
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and
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your
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mother's
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telling
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stories
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'bout
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you
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on
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the
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tee-ball
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team
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you
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taught
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me
|
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your
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past
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thinking
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your
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future
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was
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me
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and
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I
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know
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it's
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long
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gone
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and
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there
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was
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nothing
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else
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I
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could
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do
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and
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I
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forget
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about
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you
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long
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enough
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to
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Answer
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forget
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why
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I
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needed
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to
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'cause
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there
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we
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are
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again
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in
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the
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middle
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of
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the
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night
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we're
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dancing
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'round
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the
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kitchen
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in
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the
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refrigerator
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light
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down
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the
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stairs
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I
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was
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there
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I
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remember
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it
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all
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too
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well
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yeah
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and
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maybe
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we
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got
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lost
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in
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translation
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maybe
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I
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asked
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for
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too
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much
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but
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maybe
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this
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thing
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was
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a
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masterpiece
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'til
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you
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tore
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it
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all
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up
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running
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scared
|
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Answer
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I
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was
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there
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I
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remember
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it
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all
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too
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well
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and
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you
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call
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me
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up
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again
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just
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to
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break
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me
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like
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a
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promise
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so
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casually
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cruel
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in
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the
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name
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of
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being
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honest
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I'm
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a
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crumpled
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up
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piece
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of
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paper
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lying
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here
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'cause
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I
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remember
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it
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all
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all
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all
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too
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well
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time
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won't
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fly
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it's
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like
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I'm
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paralyzed
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by
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it
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I'd
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like
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to
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be
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my
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old
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self
|
again
|
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Answer
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but
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I'm
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still
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trying
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to
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find
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it
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after
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plaid
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shirt
|
days
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and
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nights
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when
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you
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made
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me
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your
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own
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now
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you
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mail
|
back
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my
|
things
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and
|
I
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walk
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home
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alone
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but
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you
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keep
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my
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old
|
scarf
|
from
|
that
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very
|
first
|
week
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'cause
|
it
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reminds
|
you
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of
|
innocence
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and
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it
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smells
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like
|
me
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you
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can't
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get
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rid
|
of
|
it
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'cause
|
you
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remember
|
it
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all
|
too
|
well
|
yeah
|
|
Answer
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'cause
|
there
|
we
|
are
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again
|
when
|
I
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loved
|
you
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so
|
back
|
before
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you
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lost
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the
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one
|
real
|
thing
|
you've
|
ever
|
known
|
it
|
was
|
rare
|
I
|
was
|
there
|
I
|
remember
|
it
|
all
|
too
|
well
|
wind
|
in
|
my
|
hair
|
you
|
were
|
there
|
you
|
remember
|
it
|
all
|
down
|
the
|
stairs
|
you
|
were
|
there
|
you
|
remember
|
it
|
all
|
it
|
was
|
rare
|
I
|
was
|
there
|
I
|
remember
|
it
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all
|
too
|
well
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