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If just for a day my life were to change and I would be whisked away to an island in the sun I would not take much, practically none.    I would not take a pen
Cursin' like a sailorIt's okay, right, avail herCommanding the ship so stronglyyou thought you finally had it off mebullets keep bouncing off me like a trampoline, except this one isn't so fun, you see?  
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