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| A me piaciucchia *__* 
"Just close your eyes it won’t take long, it won’t hurt a bit Telling myself I could be strong, or some such brave bullshit Trucks are roaring by I’m a red ghost, in their tail light gleam I’m a tumbleweed I’m a spit roast, just turning in your flame Oh my darlin’ Kathleen"
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