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THE LIGHT CREEPS INTHROUGH THE BROKEN GLASSIN THE SLEEPING WARD.FINNEGAN'S VOICEIS AN ENDLESS WHINETHROUGH A HARDBOARD BARRICADE.I THROW A CIGARETTE TO MAKE HIM QUIETEN DOWN.AND I SEARCH FOR THAT PHOTO OF YOU.AND YOUR FACE IS A SYMBOL.A PLACE TO REMEMBER.YOUR FACE IS A SYMBOL FOR ME NOW.RADIO BLARES.THERE IS NOT MUCH TIME.AND THE CHILDREN PLAY YOU UP.BUSES AND TRAINSON COMMUTER LINESTHROUGH THE CONDENSATION.I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING NOWAND I FOLLOW YOU IN YOUR ROUTINE.AND YOUR FACE IS A SYMBOL.AND YOUR EYES MAKE ME STRONG AGAINI CAN LOOK AT THE WORLD FULL OF CONFIDENCE.
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