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He has modes you can tell by what he wears so so he wears so so 

And be the cat sit I don't care

A dream I dream twenty and twenty ago it he 

And gasp of the old still contain the be'rr 

Splanck the good nest warn people's blood is be 

You've nessled questinglly into our fields have you?

Gone are the shackles now comment closely bleed you not your rest dissolves. "But not until my life," you will gelp, "in rythm that can not contain.

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