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Your hand is shaken.
My heart is taken To flights of longing. Lark sing-songing. To what this honor? You were a goner And now you're back With flatter snack. A tray of travel. My life unravel, Will come to nothing But my undoing. Ok ok. Now go away. It's all what for Now there's the door. Let's not be bitter. You're just a quitter And I'm the trial Still in denial, Yet always hoping That I'd be winning, Instead of coping In the seventh inning. So long, farewell. Now go to hell. The devil too Is through with you. 8/14/26
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