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I HEAR THEM EVERYDAY ,THERE WAITING FOR ME,THEY WANT ME TO STAY;
THEY TALK SOFT AN ONLY I CAN HEAR ,THEY DONT SCARE ME WITH FEAR;
NO ONE ELESE SEES THEM AN WHEN I TALK THEY DONT GIVE A CLUE,
I HEAR THEM EVERYDAY THERE WAITING FOR ME THEY WANT ME TO STAY BUT IM NOT NEXT ON REAPERS LIST,
THE LIST IS OF TWO PEOPLE AN ONE OF THEM IS YOU.
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