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"I came home to find him on the table
With a note, scribbled out in pencil
And he wrote, that he just wasn't stable all alone, all alone
Next to him, an empty glass of water
That he spilt, all over the body
That I built, it fizzled and it popped
And then it killed, and then it killed"

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