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I Feel Fine

who put all these
tHings in your
review like
Word? Bank
sentence beginning with
harmonium. Leaping
Edifice faction
a partial town. The residue
Of cleaving political
Leaving. Why don’t we
sing this song
all together. Why don’t we 
Earn this town the
Children. radical influx of
Denatured NAtion. Random
respects attenTIoN. The scout
Of all function.Opens
Our heads. Why don’t we
Sing this song. This the
this, song the

song.

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