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and sara thinks she's died here once before she's crazy a pop-up book, of flowers from grade 4 are driving her insane no-one knows why she's sad tonight no-one can help her find crying, she couldn't afford the view crying, these automatic flowers won't do another brick another window frames confusion her garden blooms but sara can't see straight she's drinking herself blind no-one knows why shes stares outside no-one can help her find crying, she couldn't afford the view crying, these automatic flowers won't do 1 have viewed this page!
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