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"Sometimes I can't move my feet, it seems as if I'm stuck in the ground somehow like a tree. And my screams come whispering as if nobody can even see a ghost. Sometimes I can't see myself. Sometimes, then again,....
Oh If I had everything, If I had you and I could give you your dreams, If I were giant-sized, on top of it tell me what in the world would I sing? I had it all ......"
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