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11/18/19 "Kitty In A Basket"
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Indeed. "Troubled days cloud my eyes. Stole the sun from my skies. And in this darkness I am tossing, turning. Lying wide awake. Hold my breath, wish that I couldn't find a place. To hideaway." (Hideaway, Fuel) |
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