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There's Been Rumors Of War And Wars That Have Been The Meaning Of Life Has Been Lost In The Wind And Some People Thinkin' That The End Is Close By 'stead Of Learnin' To Live They Are Learnin' To Die

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There's Been Rumors Of War And Wars That Have Been The Meaning Of Life Has Been Lost In The Wind And Some People Thinkin' That The End Is Close By 'stead Of Learnin' To Live They Are Learnin' To Die

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Keep A Clean Nose, Watch The Plain-clothes.

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I Was Headed For The Fantastic Lights. No Doubt About It. Could It Be That I Was Being Deceived? Not Likely. I Don't Think I Had Enough Imagination To Be Deceived; Had No False Hope, Either. I'd Come From A Long Ways Off And Had Started From A Long Ways Down. But Now Destiny Was About To Manifest Itself. I Felt Like It Was Looking Right At Me And Nobody Else.

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