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This is a .44 caliber love letter straight from my heart.
With a gun, make your shot.
Let's hope for better shit.
(Straight
{straight!} from {from!} my {my!} heart {heart!})
That reason for separation.
(Straight {straight!} from {from!} my
{my!} heart {heart!})
Straight from... my... heart.
Christened by your bullet.
I'm losing patience.
Well I guess...
It's
my own fault.
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