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Standing in new shoes, all day with dismay, one can say Its the shoes of pain, And she new well she was cursed With a spell, and she liked to spin In emotional sin, with her charming red hair flaired with despair! "Sick of crying, tired of trying, yeh im smiling, but inside im dying"!"
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