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They come to me with problems That they can't handle. With a smile, I drop everything to help them. What they don't know is, I'm facing a battle. But they just think that I'm a happy little helper. The forces are joining up, Gathering everybody they can While I stay here just trying to ignore them. Black and white, Dark and Light. Go head to head As I watch in Bardo Waiting to be claimed.
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
Santa's Little Helper
They come to me with problems That they can't handle. With a smile, I drop everything to help them. What they don't know is, I'm facing a battle. But they just think that I'm a happy little helper. The forces are joining up, Gathering everybody they can While I stay here just trying to ignore them. Black and white, Dark and Light. Go head to head As I watch in Bardo Waiting to be claimed.
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
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