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| My eyes are too big for my heart. Every time it pumps, I die a little bit more. | |
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| My body doesn't get the blood it needs fast enough to survive. | |
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| I know a great heart guy in New York. He was my roomate in college. | |
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| So, what's your deal, you just fly around? You know, you sorta look like an octopus. Now THAT's funny! | |
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