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that way it should be reality Too fast to live too young to die But it makes me sick when I think why It's too much for me reality

Is that way it should be reality Too fast to live too young to die But it makes me sick when I think why It's too much for me reality

, the girls in my magazines, the athletes on my tv screen, the people who have sex with me via virtual reality. no garbage man no postman, no guy from 7

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money, the girls in my magazines, the athletes on my tv screen, the people who have sex with me via virtual reality. no garbage man no postman, no guy from 7

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