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You’ve got to get the worst sometimes; the trouble’s when it happens daily. You’re fighting just to hold the line. You’re fighting for your mother’s baby. And "everything will be alright" your mother used to say as she turned out the lights; those were the days. When everything that’s done was done in moments that were gone too quickly. If the past is truly gone, how did it come back to get me? I never knew you. So, now its time to say goodbye, at the bottom of the page. At the bottom what a sight. Pity it cannot be changed. And "everything will be alright" his mother used to say as she tucked him in at night. Those were the days.
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