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Sweet dreams are not made of these
I just cant stand to pease
You any more
My heart is so sore
And when i wake
You drive another stake
Another blow
And so
So it begins
The means to an end
I love you and
Yet i must stand
For something much 
Bigger and such
Without luck
I'll simply stay stuck
But i now know who i am
I now don't give a d***





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