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Sweet Sista Jane
Feel alike you've been through a war? You say you relish it, yet you failed to soar. With numerous salvos, you ignite brightly. Indeed, you will be rewarded blithely. I'll be gone soon; often I must leave. Maybe there's punter room in line to believe. I'm getting aboard a speedy train just now. You've given it your all to beat there; how? But you can't seem to draw a release. Your mind will snap, and you'll lose peace. It's your lifeblood, and I need a break. Sweet Sista Jane, it feels as pain ne'er forsake. You may stress faith or attend the council. But ideas are racing, riling psychic arousal. Moreover, you are a walking paradox. Nothing I stated even rang in your box. I can stay until morning; you realize it's late. Isn't it elating to be riding through a golden gate? You've given it all you had to reach there. Still, you are unable to secure your share.   But you can't seem to beget a release. Your mind will snap, and you'll lose peace. It's your lifeblood, and I need a break. Sweet Sista Jane, it feels as pain ne'er forsake. Sweet Sista Jane, you will endure the agony. A war rages in the depths of your waggery. With your silent fight, cracks will soon appear. Your pain is growing behind a grin; it will smear. Do you sense the gravity of the instance?  Where should I implement the insistence? Is the turbulence inside you worthy of a war? You are shown to be in favor of the explore.
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