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roastingwinter mealsjust beforethe snow hits,the dry chilling airencircles us twolittle penguinsin our black overcoatsas we smellsweet sugars formupon the darkening skin
Break the ice, dipsy-doo, picking of the cherry On my back, in the game, the whole team I carry ‘Cause my mad skillz are mind blowin’ Keep growing, keep showing, Come on man, just keep going  
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