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Text: You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the altar waiting for the proof. You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days. I'm just getting color back into my face. I'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place for so long, London. Each paragraph will be a test.

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