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Panic. Panic! Why is this happening? Return me to relax. Relax, man, calm yourself down! Or else you will be lost... The night was dark, panic did start; The man was damp with sweat.
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| Ahhh, why now? ...okay. Come on, man. You gotta calm yourself down ...I can't believe you got yourself lost. | |
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The drive was slow, his hope was low, But he found reason not to fret.The lost man found on the lonely road, Led by his own instinct, Close to quit, but then he permit Himself to pause and think.
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| Just use your brain, man. You went to Pitt. You can do this... Isn't there a map in the trunk? | |
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He praised himself and increased his speed, and to his interviewer drove, Who would patiently wait for the man that was late. He had faith in him to show.
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| Welcome! I knew you'd make it... You went to Pitt! It's in your nature. | |
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| Thank you for waiting, sir. You won't regret giving me your time. | |
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