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a finishing blow for a company manwhile sleeping tight passed hand to handinbound until you're cannedthen hidebound fact slips like sanda finishing blow for the company mantime passes through a loopself-trained for burning hoopspoonfed and proudly stoopedtoo low to see the linkworksome cut holes some got bricked inand you've got nothing more to sayred hand grip slips on cold linksi saw you try to climb your way
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