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Germs and me don't get along for some reason. Shaking of the hands and feet, wondering eyes, beady sweatdrops and nervousness each season. Why can't I live germ-free?
Prolific interrogation facing me from nation to nation. You can't tell the differentiation. Do you explain your rights or do you get bit. I don't want to die lonely, painful. Please vindicate me if I don't fight.
Dear felicia!
How I wish I could let you out
The load seems unbearable
The world infuse pain and chain
Dragging back your train, with constraint.
