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The Blue Bird There's a blue bird in my heart who wants to leave but i am too hard for him, and I say, stay inside, I will not let nobody to see you. there is a blue bird in my heart who wants to leave but I pour whiskey on top of him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the barmen and the grocery store employees will never know that he is in there. there is a blue bird in my heart who wants to leave but i am too hard for him, and I say, stay hidden, do you want to ruin me? do you want to fuck me my work? do you want to ruin my book sales in Europe? there is a blue bird in my heart who wants to leave but i am too smart, I just let him out at night sometimes when everyone is sleeping. I tell you, I know you're there, that is why do not be sad. after, I put it back, but he sings a little bit inside, I didn't let him die at all and we sleep together like this with ours secret pact and it's good enough to make a man cry, but I don’t cry, and thou?
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