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with yellow spots across it's cheek eyes it close a silent weep I tell it no it's all alright but listen well no, it will fight the shadows chase an unknown foe while tear drops fall to far below a puddle forms before the night when time has come to face the fright it's dying now, can't you see only to come back to me then die again, is it's fate the sun's sweet song, on repeat
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