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6d
I'm sitting on a name though.
Hundred songs but It's the same one.
Running hard look like a strange walk.
Born to fall into the same code.
But I still make the clay move.
Watching all the grain grow.
I should put that on a rainbow.
Look at the eyes glaze over.
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