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We worked 2 long              2 try 2 feel     we're well 2 do.              It got 2 real.     Our banks 2 big,                2 big 2 fail,         and none 2 blame,                   2 go 2 jail.           An Earth 2 rich            with fuel 2 burn.                2 much 2 waste,                no time 2 learn.                     2 late 2 act,                    2 hard 2 know                  the way 2 get                  the flow 2 slow.                       Intent 2 help                    can lead 2 hell.                    Our way 2 live's                     not gone 2 well.                 We've gone 2 far.                   We'll learn 2 say                what wrecks 2 morrow                              rules 2 day.                       Nowhere 2 run,                          the cost 2 steep,                           no time 2 heal,                      the wound 2 deep.
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