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You will have to get used to living without results and without hope
Now that you don’t have to be perfect you can be food
If he could he would see that prosperity is not happiness
She had set it in the marketplace for the world to see
Oh courage dwell in the frightened heart of me
All my means are sane my motive and my object mad
As the sun lit the grass he rode east along the road of buffalo bones
Have faith in the Yankees my son think of the great DiMaggio
The babies are crying maybe they know what’s coming
I can take you there but baby you won’t make it back
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