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  Every spring a new flower blooms in remembrance of the previous year.
If you believe what you feel is right,   then I'll leave you be.   I'll never blame you   For not picking me.   But's if that's what you want,
Hey take a hit  drink this drink  come on man one more sip  peer pressure is all aorund  no where to hide will I give in? Will I ever get tired of saying no thanks thats not for me 
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