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The precious time that they had left was down to forty-five, |
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He knew that he could say to Beth that it would take a while. |
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She was sleeping in an office beneath a store(?) |
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Broken by Compliance-Agent Packet four-o-nine(?). |
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He was starting to believe that he was paranoid, |
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How could something so beautiful be a humanoid? |
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Meeting in the rubble, piling up since back in '39 |
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Looking for a way to make it sure he didn't blow her mind |
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I'm not gonna-- |
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Datascroller. |
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You evil redeemers dwell here(?) |
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You're getting nowhere. |
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The precious time that they had left was down to forty-five, |
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He knew that he could say to Beth that it would take a while. |
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Meeting in the rubble, piling up since back in '39 |
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Looking for a way to make it sure he didn't blow her mind |
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I'm not gonna-- |
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Datascroller. |
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You evil redeemers dwell here(?) |
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You're getting nowhere. |
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You're standing around her sentence in the story, |
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Do they really know how it feels to be that lonely? |
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Do they really know how it feels to be that lonely? |
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I'm not gonna-- |
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Datascroller. |
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You evil redeemers dwell here(?) |
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You're getting nowhere. |
