The Dearly Hated
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    THE DAY I TURNED SEVENTEEN
    COULDN'T EXPRESS THE ELECTRIC VIBES
    FOR HAPPINESS POURS FROM EVERY INCH OF MY BODY
    THE DAY I TURNED SEVENTEEN
    MAY ELEVENTH TWO THOUSAND AND FIVE
    THE DAY LIGHT FOUNDS ITS WAY THROUGH ME
    COUDLN'T EXPRESS THE GRATITUDE I HAVE
    THE DAY I TURNED SEVENTEEN
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