hello sports fans, the year is nineteen seventy-seven! the saints are down by four, and the yankees just won the pennant. and there's no call, no letter, no signifying action except the one that still stands today. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind. two is too much to leave behind. sensei! that's just one term we never needed and it's fair now. that's fine - we're not bitter. so where are you now? better yet - where were you then? look at this cycle - it's building up. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind, or was this cancer too defined?
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