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I'm so afraid
Of mistakes that I've made
Shaking every time that I awake
I feel like a cardboard cut-out man
And build me a time
When the characters rhyme
And the story line is kind
I live where I'm left
On the shelf like the rest
And the epilogue reads like a sad song
Please pick up your camera
And use me again
And build me a time
When the characters rhyme
And the story line is kind
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