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apple Jacks don't taste like they used to
moth balls and stereotypes laughing all the way
blanket medley playing hoochie coo for the priest behind the building
where do all the mediocre go
kinda odd to give your zits a tan
feeling lonesome
never felt better
bring back the lights
man o man I've really ate the dogs plate this time
goodnightÂ
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