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Bringing it out in the light
Seeing that everything is fine
Working on the moves of glory
Watching it all fade like dandelions

I have always liked dandelions
They wanna give you the choice
between ending them
or not
Until the wind
and blows it to destruction

It's not your choice now
is it?

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