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I knew a little bird Whose colours are green and red  It flies so high; it flies so low  It flies everywhere I go  A happy little bird it was  With no name and no home
Sincerely, Me This is all you need to know. You are known for literally nothing. I do not believe anyone should ever say that You have a purpose. The truth is,
Once upon an Ending the Earth fell on my shoulders as if I was Atlas carrying the whole world The sky shattered like glass on to my skin making scars deeper than they have been  
Oh how I loved my Duke
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