Fall in too far and drown
Fling yourself into a dream
But don't let it become your anchor
Rust, without gleam
Don't drown in the sky
Unless you're sure you can fly
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- Guilty as charged.
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- Now when I say 'the other day' it could in fact mean any time in the past 18 years. Get off my lawn, you damn kids.
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