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I’d Lose My Head |
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In sorrow there is opportunity |
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What may be found in furrow and dell? Life or death, heaven or hell |
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Leftovers are only left cause something is fixing on eating them later |
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If you sit at an open window at midnight in the country and listen, within 20 minutes you will know there are monsters and at night they walk these lanes. |
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f csfbuif |
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Less scope at the end of a rope |
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Fear is a preservative |
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There are some doors no one should walk through |
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To hate is to care |