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There's a man assigned to me,
And he checks on my stability,
We discuss you every week,
Then I rinse and rinse, repeat.
And he charges by the tear,
Til I weep no more strictly out of fear,
That I can't afford your love,
And the moon just burns above.btw this in no way relates to my current mental state. i just love the shitfucking fuck out of
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