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Everything falling in to place,
Everyone finds there space
Elephants die everyday
Everyone seems to be okay
Envy runs through my veins
Eagle eyed, mouse mind,
Eagerly searching, what I find,
Engulfs me with flames of fury,
Entertains, writes my story
Everyone finds their place
Earthquakes form throughout my night,
Elderly bones keep me straight
Else I slip and tumble down,
Embark on my journey to the town,
Enduring my deadly sounds
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