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It’s not like we can choose what spears us through the heart.
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My sister tells me she is a bird.
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It was an alphabet on top
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What have I lost? When shall I start to sing
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There is much to fear as a creature
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as if all information were recorded
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I have written here an index of things
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Well, to live is to fly
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Yesterday I was told
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Where have our friends been
