Chapter Thirteen

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I’ll lie, cheat, I’ll beg and bribe to make you well, to make you well
When enemies are at your door I’ll carry you away from home
If you need help, if you need help
Your hope dangling by a string
I’ll share in your suffering to make you well, to make you well
Give me reasons to believe,
That you would do the same for me

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