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With a friend Or two He makes a last stand A last word On a fleeting land Tell him it's over He'll hold on tighter So he's grasping the air Is that a lighter? The final stand Of numb dejection Well guess what He succumbs The story goes on.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 7:44 PM UTC
Sunset Escapades
With a friend Or two He makes a last stand A last word On a fleeting land Tell him it's over He'll hold on tighter So he's grasping the air Is that a lighter? The final stand Of numb dejection Well guess what He succumbs The story goes on.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 7:44 PM UTC
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