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Take a break man!

You’re living a byte too fast girl!

You even forgot that thing you used to love!

That "pain in the arse" who used to make your day!

You need to forget about forgetting!

The pile of things isn’t going anywhere!

You aren't iron and steel... you're flesh and bone!

Be the thief and steal a moment just for yourself!

We're just like you — without a manufacturer's manual,

Dancing about on fickle ground,

Hoping to stay above for just this time.

You've come such a long way dude.

Remember when you used to lie on your bed,

And dream about what you'd become?

Well? Look at you girl!

A thousand and one steps closer!

We're so proud of you man!

We see you and we are so damn proud!

We also know it can get lonely sometimes.

And it's quieter some nights than others.

But that noise you sometimes hear...

and confuse with just noise...that's us!

Chanting and cheering your cute little booty!

And so, if you want some time out, we understand you!

There’s no right or wrong here,

There's only your choice!

Take five,

Revamp that spark,

We are here and we are not leaving!

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