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another problem I found I my to-do list A seven of swords, a marriage of sorts The un-redacted Mueller report That's what I got when I gave a fork I
At least it's over The mystery's been solved Unredacted, now we talk in circles Sweet paranoia is worth the price of salt I'd rather sing an honest
the neon lights Out in the dark, not a soul in sight We journey on until we feel alright And I won't be contacted This trip un-redacted Feels like we're
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