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I tell you about my day.
You wave me off and continue to talk to someone else.
I fear one day you'll be gone.
And nobody will be there for me to talk to.
You wave me off and continue to talk to someone else.
I fear one day you'll be gone.
And nobody will be there for me to talk to.
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Dad, stop going to jail. Go to Vermont or something.