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￭ n_everending story 
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A bird is laying in the snow,
Its wing is broken, this I know. I coax it to me with some bread, And take a rock and smash its head. Sometimes my life seems out of sinc, With those around me; this I think. It hurts to live with what you said. Please take the rock and smash my head.
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