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7/24/2020
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If I die before tomorrow
And never get to see the sun break
A new day even God wouldn't take
No need to struggle
No more anything to borrow
But there's still so much at stake
What would I miss
Would I miss all of this
They say ignorance is bliss
When all that's left is a poisonous kiss
By a snake who likes to hiss.
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