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They called him: fool, fatty, a loser, slackly man with crappy brains That's what the youth of Gregor was made out of No happy days, 20 years back, as he
with. Crooked jars and nothing left of what once was a father. And I slackly let things go unnoticed. He’s got damaged ears, he decides what to and not
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