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Busticate
Crinkle crackle crash
There goes the looking glass
I no longer know
What my future holds
For you
Hold it in your hands
Now
There goes the looking glass
I no longer know
What my future holds
For you
Hold it in your hands
Now
Published 8th Aug 2018
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