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i sometimes wonder if it's really true
i know what you're going to say
let me move slowly through the street
here lies a most beautiful lady
they in the darkness gather and ask
why do you always stand there shivering
daughter, thou art come to die
do the boys and girls still go
why then, must we see?
i despise my friends more than you

 



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