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Because I?m young and foolish at heart I search the way to the stomach To nutcrack the undigest thoughts Mad dogs bite Out of love For the unborn adored

Siamese twins are separated They couldn?t stand themselves no more They hesitated for a long time They?ve had their doubts but now they?re sure They

a love on my own So remind me How much it means to me To stay a little while on my own Sad Lover it occurs to me we began Our story lightly shoed I used

High on the tower I freak on heights With a tear in every corner of my eyes Desert storm is over now Nothing to fear With the sailor near... High on

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