Big mouths & glass jaws
So many people
with big mouths,
and glass jaws.
When they talk they don't make words
Their mouths just clank and clatter.
Like some useless machine that is half broken.
People whom life has barely touched.
These untouched, new car smelling, un-scarred f#ckers,
THEY are ALWAYS the ones offering the advice
to those who have been bitten once or twice
by bad decisions or just bad luck...
They offer their pop psych advice
(most likely some sh^t they picked up from some professor, somewhere.)
Through their perfect, glass, teeth.
People who don't even know what it is like
to take a fist to the face.
THEY are the ones that incessantly
'Clank, click, clack' out their 'advice'.
They are weak;
for they have never had to scrounge through dumpsters for food,
never lived from rooftop to rooftop.
Life has been kind to these people
spoon fed them their entire lives...
which would be fine...
if they could just keep their well fed mouths shut
about me and 'my type'.
(whatever the hell that is) .
If life is going to spoon feed you,
do us all a favor,
stop talking with your mouth full.
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poem by Brevet Wilson
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Like A Guitar Solo Scream
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
'Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that...
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Oh some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
Some...
People,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
While others love to stir up stuff.
And then there's people...
Who love to fuss.
And then there's people...
Who love to anger.
And...
Love they do to fist-i-cuff.
And love they do to rush cuss.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
Ohhhh...
Some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
While others love to stir up stuff.
But not you,
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve.
Wah-wah-wah.
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve.
Wah-wah-wah.
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve!
'Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that...
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Whining up like a guitar solo scream.
Wah-wah-wah.
Just whining up like a soloist on the scene.
Wah-wah-wah.
Whining up like a guitar solo scream.
Wah-wah-wah.
And doing it just to be heard and to be seen.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Oh some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
But not you,
'You' just want to be heard.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Memo To Human Resources
I'll be in the back, and I don't need the help
I'm good here in the back
I'm good all by myself
I'm busy taking stock of all the things that I've forgot (5 4 3 2)
And making mental notes of just exactly where I lost the plot (2 2 2 2)
I stuck around too long feeling sorry for myself
A disinvited guest rifles through the bathroom shelf
I'm searching for some disbelief that I can still suspend (5 4 3 2)
But never mind the furthermore-the plea is self-defense again (2 2 2 2)
Then the people came to talk me down
And I got some advice
Then the people came to talk me down
But I don't need advice-I'm down
Later in my car I considered what you said
I'm good here in my car
I'm good with what you said
And I'd be shouting out to you but I was mighty hoarse
Talk you through the finer points and issues much too small to force
Then the people came to talk me down
And I got some advice
Then the people came to talk me down
But I don't need advice-I'm down
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Doing Their Best To Achieve
What advice would you give,
To anyone seeking with a wish...
To become successful.
'That's a difficult question.
I really don't know.
And advice?
I am no authority to be giving advice,
To anyone.'
Okay.
What would you say about those,
Who have given their support...
To the ones who do become successful.
'Few people know,
From the beginning who will become successful.
However...
I will say this,
It depends on the enviorment one lives in.
If one hears over and over again,
That they need to leave an enviornment...
In which people are not accustomed,
To those wishing to achieve success...
There will be many people there believing themselves,
Limited in mind and insecure.
And many will berate anyone choosing to think...
They can do something else with their lives,
Than wasting their time talking about others...
Doing their best to achieve.
And achievement takes work, discipline, devotion and sacrifice.
With a getting of very little sleep,
Those unaware would never accept to believe.'
Do you believe you are successful?
'Extremely.
I was born with the ability to ignore naysayers.
Especially those hiding their insecurities,
To make excuses to dump their self hatred on others.
And people like that I have known all my life.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is The Diffrence? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
that some people can stay in some louxsurious hospital and the other have to die even without being taking care of them.
wat is the diffrence between some people if they get sick?
nothin except that some can go to doctor and buy a midicne but other have no money even to buy thier self a piece of bred.
wat is the diffrence between people who have money and the ones who dont?
nothin except that those who have money can buy somthin to play and the ones who have no money cannot buy them self a pair of shoes.
the ones who have money will enjoy the game and the ones without money only have to stiar.
nothin except that some may spend thier money on useless stuff and other have to kill them self for money in order to help him self.
wat is the diffrence between people who take care for others and the ones who not?
nothin exccept that some people will be taken car of them and and ather will go to hell.
what is the diffrence between people who go to schools and college?
nothin except that some people dont care about thier studies and the other type of people know the value of money so they alway s become from the top 10 and among the best.
wat is the diffrence between people when they come to face life?
nothin exccept that some people come with a gold spoon in thier mouth and other have to struggle threw their life.
some people will face life cheerfully and other will always complain about life no matter how it was.
wat is the diffrence between people when they come to face love?
nothin exccept that som pepole will considre love as a sex game and other consider it as a commitment and life.
poem by Mohammad Sadik
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That Little Hole
Some people keep their love in a safe, then forget the combination
Some people think life's a masquerade ball, keeping up with the latest fashion
Some people sell dreams like rag magazines, on the busy fast food city street corners
Some people give, some people take, Some people share, some people fake
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people hide from the world and it’s charms, others flee from its tragedy
Some people wish for a place to call home while they kill off every living thing they see
Some people await the rapture and fate, others are simply looking for the cure
Some people lead some people follow, some people spit, some people swallow
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
Some people search for Utopia and peace, but never seem to laugh
Some people forgot what it’s like to be young, having grown up much to fast
Some people preach salvation and hope to anyone willing to pay
Some people judge to quick, some never judge at all, some people climb, some are simply happy to fall
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people feel the mirror holds the key, to their tomorrows and prosperity
Some people are sealed off from the world by their hearts, their leaders, or their personality
Some people are like cannibals, they devour what they need and move on
Some people are criminals trying to make ends meet, steeling from others trying to make ends meet
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people feel its much more real, to chase rainbows on canvass painted skies
Some people think their shit don’t stink, some have the trust of a saint and tell lies
Some people’s minds react like a nuclear bomb, some people are one with the galaxy
Some people die as they lived, others live as they die, some never give up hope, others don’t even try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, others forget what it means to be free
Some people speak of friendships and love, but don’t know what it means to be a friend
Some people search for enlightenment in the stars, in tea leaves, other find it floating in a glass
Some people smile, some people cry, some people live, some people try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Some people are afraid to take risks, or to be anything they wish until they die
Some people love the sound of their voice, some talk more than they listen
Some people don’t suffer fools only to find the jokes on them
Some judge colour, some judge creed, some judge God, goodness and peace
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Copyright Colin Coplin 1983/2011
poem by Colin Coplin
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No Option...
I used to watch the news
but it's too depressing
listening to people
with good jobs
telling me
to hang in there.
'Make a plan'
Talking to people
Who Iost their job
are losing a house
can't fix their car..
people who's
credit cards
lay dead in the wallet.
people who got letters
saying sorry but.
the retirement fund
is gone
(the company 'lost' it all..)
Yep,
their advice is welcome
everyone's making some plans...
They don't forward unemployment.
gotta have a address.
gotta have a car
gotta have a phone.
gotta have all that
or you got problems.
Fancy people with jobs
look in the camera
like robots....
Offering advice.
on how to cut back
how to survive
In spite of it all..
They never seem
to 'get it'..
They go there
but they ain't
'been there.'
But The fear
in their eyes
the shaking of hands...
can not be hidden.
it's come a time
when anyone can be
cheaply replaced.
no job is secure.
we can all hit the wall.
& the more people make
the further they'll fall.
poem by Connetta Jean
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Bad Side Of The Moon
(bernie taupin/elton john)
Published by songs of polygram international - bmi
Seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
It seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
There aint no need for watchdogs here, to justify our ways
We lived our lives in manacles, the main cause of our stay
And exiled here from other worlds, my sentence comes to soon
Why should I be made to pay on the bad side of the moon
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
song performed by by April Wine
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Fair Is Not Equal
(1-2-3 and...)
Make it stop!
You can not!
And this takes,
All you've got!
People from their pain,
Turn away.
And there's nothing anyone,
Can say.
Advice that's good they don't obey!
And,
A price for this some people pay!
To stop it not!
Fair is not equal.
People see this everyday.
Repeated sequels...
Relived by some who love to stray,
Just to keep a fake face in place.
Make it stop!
You can not!
And this takes,
All you've got!
Fair is not equal.
People see this everyday.
Repeated sequels...
Relived by some who love to stray,
To keep charades played...
Made to chase.
Yet it doesn't go away.
No matter what the price paid.
But make it stop!
You can not!
And this takes,
All you've got!
People from their pain,
Turn away.
To make it stop.
And nothing listened can be said,
To make it stop.
And this goes over people's heads.
(1-2-3 and...)
Make it stop!
You can not!
And this takes,
All you've got!
'Til it's dropped...
And gone!
People from their pain,
Turn away.
To make it stop.
And there's nothing you,
Can say.
To make it stop.
Advice that's good they don't obey!
To make it stop.
A price for this some people pay!
To make it stop.
A price for this some people pay!
To make it stop.
Fair is not equal.
People see this everyday.
And it wont stop.
People see this everyday.
And it wont stop.
People see this everyday.
And it wont stop.
People see this everyday.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Name Of People
In the name of kind people who aren't hopeless
The people who are looking for bless
In the name of people who have a great self steam and a great view of life
The people who help other people to be alive
The people who respect each other
People who learn to not bother
In the name of people who had pure tears
People who lived a life full of fears
In the name of people …people who will stay
People who are strong in their speeches, they don't say may! ! ! !
In the name of people who believe what is disgusting is LIE!
People who haven't seen my tears tonight…I'm going to say good bye.
In the name of people, the people of a forgotten place
People who stayed strong, even with their blooded face
In the name of people, the people who are dear
People that will cry, will laugh, but they don't betray, with their pure tear
poem by Ellias Anderson
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I Keep My Best Advice to Myself
If I had a dime,
For those times...
I did not take my own advice,
I'd be up at least a dollar.
At least.
'That doesn't make sense.
You're saying you take your own advice,
Most of the time.'
Exactly.
The problem is this...
The people I use to give it to,
Have no clue as to its value.
And I am very protective,
Of my own investments.
That's why I keep my best advice,
To myself these days.
And somebody owes me some money,
To have it kept that way.
No more freebees!
Not here.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Advice
We travel down so many roads,
during the course of our lives.
Occasionally we have to stop awhile,
and ask someone for advice.
Not all advice is good,
and nor is it bad.
However, advice is advice;
to all we should take heed.
A little help is always welcome,
from where ever it may come.
It’s just how we use it,
which makes it good or bad.
poem by David Harris
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What Do You See
What do you see
When you are looking at me?
When your flashing eye
Reflects the sky
Like the sea.
A young man having fun
And everyone in turn
Loving him like cream?
Or an old man who after you see you would run
And everyone in turn
Hating him and the sun
Getting dim when it sees him?
Is that what you see?
What do you see
When you are looking at me?
A troublesome boy
Who is in people's mouths
Where ever he goes?
Maybe a drunken guy
Coming at night
And knocking on doors
And talking while he snows?
Is that what you see?
Then you are wrong for sure.
For I am a broken hearted person
Trying to fight for freedom like Mandela Nelson
Getting all the pieces of my broken heart
To make sure that they are well sown
And one day you shall understand
That what you saw was not what it was.
It will really be the time
After you realize that you were wrong
When your mouths will get rid of that nasty song.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Everyone's Gone To The Moon
Everyone's Gone To the Moon
by Pee Wee King, Chilton Price and Redd Stewart
sung in the special "Art or Bust"
Streets full of people all alone.
Rows full of houses never home.
Church full of singing but it's out of tune.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Eyes full of sorrow never wet.
Hands full of money all in debt.
Sun disappears in the middle of June.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Long time ago life had begun
and everyone went to the sun.
Hearts full of motors painted green.
Mouths full of chocolate-covered dreams.
Mobs that can only lift a spoon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Mouth Of Babes
so here we are
true superstars
we're so real from afar and now
now you're with us now
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
the "dream" was a sham
for saving what you can't
and now they're me but i'm not them
i am you and you are me
it's in the ways i walk thru fire
it's in the ways of my desire
and when i said that you're no good
what i meant was i wish you could
be there forever
be young forever
i wish you were there
so now i bid farewell
beyond the bounds of hell
and now you'll swear you knew us well
well you can never tell
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Mouths of babes
so here we are true superstars we're so real from afar and now
now you're with us now
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
the "dream" was a sham for saving what you can't and now
they're me but i'm not them i am you and you are me
it's in the ways i walk thru fire
it's in the ways of my desire
and when i said that you're no good
what i meant was i wish i could
be there forever be young forever i wish you could be there
so now i bid farewell beyond the bounds of hell
and now you'll swear you knew us well
well you can never tell
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from The Aeroplane Flies High
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If I Can Learn a Few Lessons So Can You
You did not ruin my life,
By proving to me you can ruin yours.
Nor do you get from me any sympathy.
My empathy years ago you ignored.
And I have no desire to explore your destitution.
Or offer solutions with advice.
Why? And for what reasons?
Hmmm?
Remember you once told me I was 'nuthin'?
While you strolled passed me wearing spit shined shoes.
And smelling nice.
Like the atmosphere was cologned?
And sporting the latest fashions...
As you supported materialism as your way of life.
And you satisfied that appetite very well.
I remember you then and saying with laughter...
'People like you aren't worth the time spent in hell! '
And look at you now...
Trying to convince me of that!
You did not ruin my life,
By proving to me you can ruin yours.
Nor do you get from me any sympathy.
Not the way you applied your indignities,
At the expense of my integrity.
My empathy years ago you ignored.
And I have no desire to explore your destitution.
Or offer solutions with advice.
You caught me in a bad mood.
And I am not about to mask it to play nice!
No!
Don't try attempts to leech,
Upon my good graces.
If I can learn a few lessons,
So can you!
And you look as if you are learning one right now!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
song performed by by Texas
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Good Advice Is Free
Looking up and down the street,
Before one goes across...
May save one's life without the strife.
And prevent paying a cost.
This advice is free.
This advice is free.
No matter what it is one thinks,
Agony is mean.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Before you pout and give me looks,
About something I say.
Open up your ears a moment,
Don't push me away.
This advice is free.
This advice is free.
No matter what you think of me...
I'm not your enemy.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Why do people get offended,
By a truth that's told.
But lies they seem to cling onto,
And then sell their own souls.
To leave them feeling...so low!
This advice is free.
No fee paid.
This advice is free.
No matter what expense is paid,
Good advice is free.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Why do people get offended,
By a truth that's told.
But lies they seem to cling onto,
And then sell their own souls.
To leave them feeling....so low!
This advice is free.
No fee paid.
This advice is free.
No matter what expense is paid,
Good advice is free.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Looking up and down the street,
Before one goes across...
May save one's life without the strife.
And prevent paying a cost.
Before you pout and give me looks,
About something I say.
Open up your ears a moment,
Don't push me away.
Good advice is free.
Good advice is free.
No matter what you think of me...
Good advice is free.
Good advice is free.
No fee paid.
Good advice is free.
No matter what expense is paid,
Think of preventing the agony.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Nah, nah, nah-nah.
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah-nah NAH!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You May Not Remember Me. But...
The best advice ever given to someone,
Was probably solicited.
With a promise not to become offended,
When the decision was made to deliver it.
To eventually despise the one who was direct.
Yes?
And after years of being upset...
The one given the advice once in denial,
Recognizes the advice to be the best.
Right?
And then with a doing...
There is an attempt to make amends.
Hoping to be forgiven.
'Hello...
You may not remember me.
But...
I was the one who asked for your advice.
And after you gave it to me...
I accused you of being mean and cruel.
And did everything I could to ruin your life.
Do you remember me?
Hello?
Hello? '
Well...
In 'some' cases when asking for advice,
And that advice is disliked?
It is highly recommended,
To leave one's mother out of it.
With an insinuating of one's preference.
Or disgracing someone,
Because of something you've done!
Since it is hard to overcome,
An impression made left as a reference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Once Was My Life
There were people on the sidewalks
Strolling down the avenues
They were sitting outside in cafes
We were looking for the muse
Well I was locked in by the system
Where no freedom is the rule
Now I spend all my time just trying
To make it understood
It once was my life, thats what everybody said
All the things I used to do and the people that were friends
Ive got to make it mean something at the end of the day
It once was my life, they cant take that away
Trials and tribulations and stupidity still rules
Sometimes it looks like Im on a ship of fools
It once was my life, when my message was just the street
Then it became something else, and now its incomplete
Im just trying to get back to when
Can somebody please shed some light
It used to be my life, it used to be uptight
Trials and tribulations and stupidity still rules
Some days it just feels like Im on a ship of fools
Im back here on the boards, I can hear the engines roar
Everybodys got to pay, some people got to pay more
Well you can tell the people anything
Spoon feed them anything you like
It used to be so simple, it used to be my life
Now everything is so complicated, just to speak or use the phone
Some people try to use me, just cause they dont have their own
Dont know whos round the corner, trying to sell me some more tripe
It used to be my life, it used to be my life.....
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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