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I have eight arms and I eat glass for breakfast.
As strange as it sounds, I swear every word of it is true.
I'll personal remain skeptical until some corroborating evidence is produced.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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