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questions flew and words werehurled into the air and when thesmoke had cleared i saw you lying there iused my words like bullets in a gun to pickyour ego off like skeet flung in the gallery offoolstoo many words come from my mouth i wishwould remain unsaid oh i've had to eat themall and now again I must confessit was a silly thing to say to you it was a sillything to say to you i knowwe know
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