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        They call them little blips, those slip ups, that trip up
        but they blow up, and go up, and grow up, and get bad
        you get mad, the day you had, the way you’re sad
        they control, and patrol, and castrate, and infuriate
        and disect, and inject a poison, no reason, all seasons
        you’re in there, you do care, but beware, its not fair
        you may dare, but you might not achieve, just believe
        you’ll make it, and take it, step by step, minute by minute
        you’re going to win it, go in the right direction, make a connection
        to a new limit, no blips in it.

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