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Doom this one child |
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Well, just make him ugly |
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And leave him into |
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The hands of boredom and light |
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She tried to burn herself |
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She used her teeth to rip off all of her skin |
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It was so sad and pale |
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No one would ever touch that |
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They would only laugh |
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They would only make fun of his steps |
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They would only expect him to amuse them |
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He would stand |
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But I never saw him adequate |
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He would stay, free |
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He would know |
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How blessed that he really was |
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He would not ignore, ignore |
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His faith (our faith) |
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"Giant, |
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Here on this earth |
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There's no place for you |
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Or me" |