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Wish that I had known all along Nothing for the singer, all for the song. From Gloria, in 1985 when Spanish screams and broken water flooded the hallway.
If I had read before my mind was brick, Id have a good head on my neck.
Instead, in a hospital bed, I count gold, as the knots in our spines render us equal.
You will leave me.
When will you leave me?