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I am spinning and turning round, round, round, my spirits, my hopes are, down, down, down ever since this weight settled upon my chest, the users are great to take a permanent rest I’ll try to be up for the sake of family and friends, lord only knows If that will help in the end; I am spinning I am turning round, round, round, my mask is fading am down, down, down, many would say, about all of this; think really hard for you will be missed, my hand reaching out for another to grab, I need a hand up not someone to be sad; I am spinning and turning, round, round, round it’s foolish, it’s stupid to be down, down, down slowly but surly am being helped up, we all feel this way at times it does not mean your nuts.

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