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I have reasons why it sour. I have time to make it sharper. Please don't you make me feel no longer, I'd love to read the answer on this unknown road. If I take it all for granted, I would spread word, love through the pieces. Ain't me that it all screwed up, because I'm free now. Where's the thing called wonderful ?? Don't think it's that beautiful. You faked it. Unsweetened. Ain't so numb and it's not because of me.
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