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I can't feel my hands. It's cold where I go. How I wanna be here with you. How I wanna be just like you. But I don't feel too good inside. My stomach aches and no one listens. This could have been a million dreams. But instead I wake up alone. How I wanna be here with you. How I wanna be just like you. How I wanna be here with you. How I wanna be...
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