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| I don't want to be a crippled crack
soulders neck, knees and back ground to dust and ash crawling on all fours when you've got to feel in your bones Now I can't climb the stairs pieces missing everywhere prozak painkillers when you've got to feel in your bones and I used to fly like Peter Pan all the children felw when they touched their hands |
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