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i dont know what solvable problem you'r talking about. there is nothing going on here that could be fixed by exchanging words. and my MI DOES require drugs and thearpy.
i dont know what problems i'm creating myself here, but apparently its all my fault, and i'm a whiner too. guess i should just go and shake some friends out of my sleeve, since i dont know how else to find any.
whatever
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As she draws her final breath
Just beyond the door he'll find her
Taking her hand he softly says
For the first time you can open your eyes
And see the world without your sorrow
Where no one knows the pain you left behind
And all the peace you could never find
Is waiting there to hold and keep you
Welcome to the first day of your life
Just open up your eyes as I lay you down tonight
Safe on the other side
No more tears to cry
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