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Marty
there are many reasons... solve the puzzle R.I.P "Marty" temper tantrum he is caught off guard Venus Beach frisbee way out of reach; my heart as to remove the proper skill we need each friend to find the robot; reaching into dream relax, an attempt to be brought all to theme condition The Death of the robot Marty Hey..hey get out of the way he was shot in the head there was reason to copy the things in my head buried beneath a cabbage leaf peal out of the blank page being cause to react learn to check your precious steps he crossed the ancient nearby smile, learn to handle to the trip marked forever The Death Of Marty the robot that day they took Marty in the back room, shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning long for better days being caught off guard that was the last day I seen it that is the robot without the basics, roaming the aisles, we all know what or wear the stand simple things beneath the squeeky wheel trust in the culture...paint te fence...trust in its scroll before the crash that was given the same treatment He was knocked off its mechanical proverbial blast... everyday we are being forced to snuggle with wires to boot my eyes have see the glory back from the dead
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