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Don't bother getting up I'm only passing through

All aboard the loco train

Got my size 11 mental shoes

Pacing around Arthur's seat

I could change my mind
when today
looked the same as tomorrow

What better time to begin?
From up on these meadows
The sky has never looked so beautiful

Now if I could kill
Only the time
That truly deserves to die
Then so will I
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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Time is money
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