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Sylvia what will we do here we are were waiting for you who will light the way from where where we stand the darkness plays a golden hand you fed us all with rotten pears but i dont care sylvia
Such a gas your time has come and now must pass who will light the way from where we stand the darkness plays a golden hand you fed us all with rotten pears but i dont care sylvia what will you
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