1433 0 0
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The place is a living rebirth,
And all death is only temporary.
For soon in the land, the soil,
For soon in
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Bottom's up, mon cherie. On land, I'll grab mine with two hands. But in water, boy, I'm weightless and turning, a regular fish -- afloat, flopping, deboned.
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1531 36 20
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1 0 0
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I may be the shadow that I am, but I only ever loved you.
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