Answer
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It
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was
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1989,
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my
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thoughts
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were
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short,
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my
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hair
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was
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long.
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Caught
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somewhere
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between
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a
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boy
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and
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man.
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She
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was
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17
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and
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she
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was
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far
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from
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in-between.
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It
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was
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summertime
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in
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Northern
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Michigan.
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Splashing
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through
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the
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sandbar,
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talking
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by
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the
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campfire,
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it's
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the
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simple
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things
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in
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life
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like
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when
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and
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where.
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We
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didn't
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have
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no
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internet,
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but
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man
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I
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Answer
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never
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will
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forget
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the
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way
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moonlight
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shines
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upon
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her
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hair.
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And
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we
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were
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trying
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different
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things,
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and
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we
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were
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smoking
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funny
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things.
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Making
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love
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out
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by
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the
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lake
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to
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our
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favorite
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songs.
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Sipping
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whiskey
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out
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the
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bottle,
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not
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thinking
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about
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tomorrow,
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singing
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"Sweet
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Home
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Alabama"
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all
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summer
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long.
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Singing
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"Sweet
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Home
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Alabama"
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all
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summer
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long.
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Catching
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walleye
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from
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Answer
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the
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dock,
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watching
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waves
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roll
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off
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the
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rocks,
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she'll
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forever
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hold
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a
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spot
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inside
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my
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soul.
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We'd
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blister
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in
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the
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sun,
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we
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couldn't
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wait
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for
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night
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to
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come
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to
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hit
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that
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sand
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and
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play
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some
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rock
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n
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roll.
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While
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we
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were
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trying
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different
|
things,
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and
|
we
|
were
|
smoking
|
funny
|
things.
|
Making
|
love
|
out
|
by
|
the
|
lake
|
to
|
our
|
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Answer
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favorite
|
songs.
|
Sipping
|
whiskey
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out
|
the
|
bottle,
|
not
|
thinking
|
about
|
tomorrow,
|
singing
|
"Sweet
|
Home
|
Alabama"
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all
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summer
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long.
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Singing
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"Sweet
|
Home
|
Alabama"
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all
|
summer
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long.
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Now
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nothing
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seems
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as
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strange
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as
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when
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the
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leaves
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began
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to
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change.
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Or
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how
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we
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thought
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those
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days
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would
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never
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end.
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Sometimes
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I
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hear
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that
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song
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and
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I'll
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start
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to
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sing
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along.
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And
|
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Answer
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think
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"man,
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I'd
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love
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to
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see
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that
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girl
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again."
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And
|
we
|
were
|
trying
|
different
|
things.
|
We
|
were
|
smoking
|
funny
|
things,
|
making
|
love
|
out
|
by
|
the
|
lake
|
to
|
our
|
favorite
|
Sipping
|
whiskey
|
out
|
the
|
bottle,
|
not
|
thinking
|
about
|
tomorrow.
|
Singing
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"Sweet
|
Home
|
Alabama"
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all
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summer
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long. (x2)
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Thinking
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about
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Sweet
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Home
|
Alabama
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all
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summer
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long.
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Singing
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all
|
summer
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long.
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