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There is no truth, But there is a lie. There is a path, And only three signs.   There is a cure, But it's for no disease. The only needed cure, Is the one for need.  
I want to do it right. See, and that's my problem right there. Because in my desire to do life right I become terrified of making mistakes And turn to what the world (the general consensus) says.  
"thank you for flying!" seatbelt latches snap open briefcases are hoisted into the air a ruddy-cheeked boy's hand is yanked into the aisle all at once containment is impossible
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