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ive thrown your favorite frisbee out to sea
in hopes you can never return to me
you have to fetch
and i have to go
ill never look back
i hope you know
be a good boy
yield your treat
enjoy it knowing
you can never enjoy me
close your eyes
and think of the past
remember your bushied eyed times
they can never last
remember me funny
dont forget to laugh
remember me hunny
cause ill never look back
im lookin for a heart of my own
a bartered heart
someone stole
im searching for
a wilted truth
i could never find
among callow youth

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