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this time when kindness falls like rain it washes me away and anna begins change my mind. and everytime she sneezes I believe it's love and oh lord, i'm not ready for this sort of thing. she's talking in her sleep. it's keeping me awake and anna begins to toss and turn and every word is nonsense but i understand and oh lord, i'm not ready for this sort of thing. her kindness bangs a gong. it's moving me along and anna begins to fade away. it's chasing me away ... she disappears and oh lord, i'm not ready for this sort of thing.
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