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#.##.#.#.# OF THEIR LIVES,  PLAY THE GUITAR FOR ME, .#.#..#.#.
#..#.#.#.# AND  TELL TALES  OF  THE  OLD  WORLD.  I .#.#.##.#.
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#..#.#.#.# RESTED  IN  MY  BED.  SOMETIMES  THERE'S .#.#.##.#.
#.##.#.#.# ACCIDENTS   WHERE   I   LOSE   STUFF  BY .#.#..#.#.
#..#.#.#.# FORGETTING TO  PUT  THEM IN THE  SQUARE. .#.#.##.#.
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#..#.#.#.# THE COTTAGE TRIES TO COMMUNICATE.  HERE, .#.#.##.#.
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#..#.#.#.# LARGE SPRAWLING  CITY,  WHERE  MY  RADIO .#.#.##.#.
#.##.#.#.# FRIENDS LIVE.  WE GO EXPLORING  TOGETHER .#.#..#.#.
#..#.#.#.# - THINGS ARE DEEP  AND DARK - BUT UNLIKE .#.#.##.#.
#.##.#.#.# ME, THEY  NEVER REMEMBER DURING THE DAY. .#.#..#.#.
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