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The night was hot and Becky was restless and alone. Sitting in her cramped, little apartment, she felt loneliness and sorrow creeping in....
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Have you ever stopped to think or decide that someone else was really important just because of a smile...
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Oh, rebel winds can be cruel, as it whispers its laments...
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The dawn of fear is timeless, like the coming of the fog....
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The battle can be tough for those who fight the good fight everyday....
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Hopes and dreams abound in the land of the midnight sun....
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Beauty is heard from composer's sounds, it is seen through the artist's hand....
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Tripping, falling into the vortex, this wild whirlpool of colors....
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Balance is the key to life, it's a dance that we all do....
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darling mine, i am again dreaming of other ways of finding the real you....
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