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I'm a friend, a family member, a healer, a net, a sponge I'm here to be dragged across the world Through the dirt, the water, the skies Wash it through me Try to cleanse out the filth So I can be used again There's more work to do After all the water is washed After all the sponges are used We can all be thrown away, no more after, we did our job, we got through And if we fail, we'll overflow the bin. And we can all drown.
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Sep 1, 2023
Sep 1, 2023 at 9:38 AM UTC
I can do it/it never stops
I'm a friend, a family member, a healer, a net, a sponge I'm here to be dragged across the world Through the dirt, the water, the skies Wash it through me Try to cleanse out the filth So I can be used again There's more work to do After all the water is washed After all the sponges are used We can all be thrown away, no more after, we did our job, we got through And if we fail, we'll overflow the bin. And we can all drown.
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Sep 1, 2023
Sep 1, 2023 at 9:38 AM UTC
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