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I'm So Lost ...I'm Barley Here

Dance, now that you are dead, now that life and misfortune have left your flesh. Have at it. There will be no tomorrow to your celebrations, for they will be as eternal as death, So dance. Rejoice in your oblivion. You'll have no more cares or labor


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