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on the streets i ran
and when the palmist said: 'one thursday you will be dead' i said: 'no, not me, this cannot be, dear god, take him, take them, take anyone, the stillborn, the newborn, the infirm, take anyone, take people from pittsburgh, pennsylvania, just spare me!'
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