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Look at that kid on the hill, he's got both hands full. Wrestling with the wind, must keep them parallel. Is it the thrill, of losing them both? Or is it necessity, to challenge himself? Variety is what you need, you've always had two, of everything. King of keeping cats , from the dogfight. Master of the crosswinds, flying 2 kites. He likes the breeze, things just flow together. Enjoy it while it lasts, storm's a'comin'. If one finds out about the other, they been strung along, (you)two timing bastard, then they'll both be gone. Variety is what you need, you've always had two, of everything. King of keeping cats , from the dogfight. Master of the crosswinds, flying 2 kites. Flying 2 kites, since you were young. Flying 2 kites, need more than one

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