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thinking slowly. moving quickly. this is it. it's about even, summer's out, we're in, consolation prize again. still I see nothing but price tags, eyes off. it's about even, I doubt we're in, consolation prize again. still I see nothing but price tags, eyes off the price tags. thinking cost will outweigh the loss. obsessed with numbers to the point of flaw. thinking cost will outweigh the loss.
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