Lyric
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Princess
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I...
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How's
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it
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going
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first
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of
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all?
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Good?
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It's
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good
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for
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me
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too.
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I'm
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okay.
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I
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picked
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this
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flower,
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right
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over
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there
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is
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where
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it
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grew.
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And
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I
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don't
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really
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like
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it,
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but
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it
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made
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me
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think
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of
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you
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because
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it's
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pretty.
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Lyric
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And
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you
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are
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also
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pretty,
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but
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I
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like
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you
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anyway.
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So
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please
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accept
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this
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flower
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with
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its
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petals
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and
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a
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stem
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which
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represent
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my
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feelings
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and
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tells
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you
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how..
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Man
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I'm
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in
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trouble.
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When
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words
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fail
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what
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will
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I
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do?
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When
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words
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Lyric
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fail
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how
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will
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she
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know
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how
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I
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feel?
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When
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words
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fail
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will
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I
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fail
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too?
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Hello
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fair
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princess,
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oh
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look,
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the
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moon
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is
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out
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tonight.
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You
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remind
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me
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of
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that
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moon
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because
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it's
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big
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and
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bright.
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And
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by
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big
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I
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don't
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mean
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Lyric
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chubby,
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obviously
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you're
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not
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fat
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but
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your
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personality
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is
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biggish,
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is
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what
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I
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meant
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by
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that.
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Sorry
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about
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that
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fat
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thing,
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I'm
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on
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the
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hefty
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side
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myself.
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I
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have
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to
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blame
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the
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gene
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pool
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which
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reminds
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me
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of...
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where
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am
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I
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going
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Lyric
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with
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this?
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When
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words
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fail
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what
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will
|
I
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do?
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When
|
words
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fail
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how
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will
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she
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know
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how
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I
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feel?
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When
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words
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fail
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will
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I
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fail
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too?
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Do
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I
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have
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a
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snowball's
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chance?
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Are
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my
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prospects
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just
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too
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grim?
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I've
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spent
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my
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life
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Lyric
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stuck
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in
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the
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mud,
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now
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I'm
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crawling
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out
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on
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a
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limb.
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If
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words
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fail
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she'll
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know
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what
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I
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mean.
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If
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words
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fail
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she'll
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just
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take
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my
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hand.
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She
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sees
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me
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like
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no
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one
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else
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has.
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If
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words
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fail
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she'll
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understand.
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She'll
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understand.
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