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Once again the rubber prize her breathing hand never makes that sound for all i know it's in the stairs and it's all around a grinding insect sound her bell voice did let ring i look up and lose sense of things i took a look way outside an hour less though and then it's mine a borrowed dime she scrimped and saved my doubt grew strong but she bought some time i came down in Tennessee i took a look she's undone me made it stain high and alive i can't wait though it's fine it's fine now he's done he's almost there he's not allowed but he can't stop now From Letras Mania