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The voice in my head thinks that I am the voice in her head |
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I want to learn to fall and never hit the ground. |
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Roses are red, |
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Oh, sweet solicity, |
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Heaven |
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Autumn leaves are |
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Rushing down the streets they cry, |
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You know one of the best things about poems and quotes? |
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I can not tell you who I am |
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Don't take life seriously, no on gets out alive. |