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| Karin Karin, Is wasting time Whirlpool, in her mind She wrote, this pantomine See me, don't be blind All the time All the time She's dying Karin, Turns away She sees no ones face Looking into space To run away Is this really me Could this really be Sitting here I need your help I need your help Go away far from me |