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Bad ankles, the 82nd, whatever the reason
As you head into your final season:
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I will always forgive you
You are still the hero
Even if you can’t save yourself
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In the midst of the opiate utopia
Know I am missing your deflated mind
And I recognize that you used your last hallelujah
Somewhere in Fallujah
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None of this is your fault.
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Your eccentric sister
To the left of your heart like a ventricle,
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Sissy