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i've been workin' awful hard for you, but you don't say. you just hold your breath. so i can't touch what i haven't yet. he's a cold one and it hurts me so. and he could kill me just like he did before. we'd be so free! happy alone, sharing a smile. so far from home. it's a hard part but the true love way. with your smart mouth and your killer hand. we could both share all that i have made.
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