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  • King Crimson - One Time

    One eye goes laughing,
    One eye goes crying
    Through the trials and trying of one life
    One hand is tied,
    One step gets behind
    In one breath we're dying

    I've been waiting for the sun to come up
    Waiting for the showers to stop
    Waiting for the penny to drop
    One Time
    And I've been standing in a cloud of plans
    Standing on the shifting sands
    Hoping for an open hand
    One Time
    You make my life and times
    A book of bluesy Saturdays

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    • Ooooooh. King Crimson.



      CAT IN THE WINDOW
      Petula Clark


      Fly away, fly away
      There's a cat in the window
      And he's watching all the birds go passing by
      He'd love to fly out the window
      Go where the wind goes
      And so would I
      Like that cat in the window
      Who keeps wishing for some wings to take a ride
      I'd love to glide to a rainbow
      Off where the clouds go dancing by
      And if I could fly
      You wouldn't find me hangin' around
      Watching the birds go by

      Yes the cat in the window
      Has a tear in his eye
      I should leave today, fly away
      Why should I stay like the cat in the window
      Who keeps watching the birds
      Go by from the window
      If I could fly though
      You won't find me
      Don't even try to
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • Have I Told You lately that I love you?


        Have I told you there's no one else above you?
        Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

        For the morning sun in all it's glory,
        Meets the day with hope and comfort too,
        You fill my life with laughter, somehow you make it better,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

        There's a love less defined,
        And its yours and its mine,
        Like the sun.
        And at the end of the day,
        We should give thanks and pray,
        To The One, to The One.

        Have I Told You Lately that I love you?
        Have I told you there's no one else above you?
        Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

        There's a love less defined,
        And its yours and its mine,
        Like the sun.
        And at the end of the day,
        We should give thanks and pray,
        To The One, to The One.

        Have I Told You Lately That I Love you?
        Have I told you there's no one else above you?
        Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

        Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

        Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness,
        Ease my troubles, that's what you do.
        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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        • the soundtrack to my first term at swansea uni

          (btw they are typed so sorry for any inaccuracy)

          karaja - she moves (la la la)

          la la la la la la
          she goes la la la la la la
          and la la la la la la
          we go la la la la la la

          she moves her body
          she moves her feet
          she feels the rythm
          like it is her heartbeat
          up and down
          she jumps to the beat
          starts dancing to the dreams (dreams, dreams, dreams)

          we move our bodies
          we move our feet
          we feel the rythm
          like it is our heartbeat
          up and down
          we jump to the beat
          we are living in a fantasy

          and la la la la la la
          she goes la la la la la la
          and la la la la la la
          we go la la la la la la
          everybody (goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la

          (everybody goes)

          you think she's crazy when she spins around
          she thought she'd put you in her spell(bound)
          all the people gather around
          start dancing to the dreams (dreams, dreams, dreams)
          we move our body
          we move our feet
          we feel the rythm like it is our heartbeat
          up and down
          we jump to the beat
          we are living in a fantasy

          and la la la la la la
          she goes la la la la la la
          and la la la la la la
          we go la la la la la la
          everybody (goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la
          (everybody goes) la la la la la la

          (everybody goes)

          la la la la la la
          (everybody goes)
          la la la la la la
          (everybody goes)
          and la la la la la la
          "The Christian way has not been tried and found wanting, it has been found to be hard and left untried" - GK Chesterton.

          "The most obvious predicition about the future is that it will be mostly like the past" - Alain de Botton

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          • Rock Lobster by the b52s

            We were at a party
            His ear lobe fell in the deep
            Someone reached in and grabbed it
            It was a rock lobster

            We were at the beach
            Everybody had matching towels
            Somebody went under a dock
            And there they saw a rock
            It wasn't a rock
            It was a rock lobster

            Motion in the ocean
            His air hose broke
            Lots of trouble
            Lots of bubble
            He was in a jam
            He's in a giant clam

            Down, down...

            Underneath the waves
            Mermaids wavin'
            Wavin' to mermen
            Wavin' sea fans
            Sea horses sailin'
            Dolphins wailin'

            Red snappers snappin'
            Clam shells clappin'
            Mussels flexin'
            Flippers flippin'

            Down, down...

            Let's rock!

            Boys in bikinis
            Girls in surfboards
            Everybody's rockin'
            Everybody's fruggin'

            Twistin' round the fire
            Havin' fun
            Bakin' potatoes
            Bakin' in the sun

            Put on your noseguard
            Put on the lifeguard
            Pass the tanning butter

            Here comes a stringray
            There goes a manta ray
            In walked a jelly fish
            There goes a dogfish
            Chased by a catfish
            In flew a sea robin
            Watch out for that pirahna
            There goes a narwhal
            Here comes a bikini whale!

            Break it Down Again by Tears for Fears

            So those are my dreams
            And these are my eyes
            Stand tall like a man
            Head a strong like a horse

            When it's all mixed up
            Better break it down
            In the world of secrets
            In the world of sound

            It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
            See for yourself you have been sitting on a time bomb
            No revolution maybe someone somewhere else
            Could show you something new about you and your inner song
            And all the love and all the love in the world
            Won't stop the rain from falling
            Waste seeping underground
            I want to break it down

            Break it down again

            So these are my schemes
            And these are my plans
            Hot tips for the boys
            Fresh news from the force

            When it's all mixed up
            Better break it down
            In the world of silence
            In the world of sound

            " No sleep for dreaming" say the architects of life
            Big bouncing babies, bread and butter can I have a slice
            They make no mention of the beauty of decay
            Blue, yellow, pink umbrella save it for a rainy day
            And all the love and all the love in the world
            Won't stop the rain from falling
            Waste seeping underground
            I want to break it down

            Horsin' around
            Pray to power
            Play to the crowd with your big hit sound
            And they won't simmer won't simmer, won't simmer down
            Play to the crowd
            Play to the crowd
            Play yeah yeah

            It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
            Fast off to heaven just like Moses on a motorbike
            No revolution maybe someone somewhere else
            Could show you something new to help you
            With the ups and downs
            I want to break it down
            Break it down again

            Break it down again
            No more sleepy dreaming
            No more building up
            It is time to dissolve
            Break it down it again
            No more sleepy dreaming
            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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            • One more from the lyrical genious which is Ike Vil...

              Babylon Whores - Love Under Will

              And you go down like submarine
              In the cigarette haze filled neon sea
              A new cat to skin for all the dog days
              For every nobody face
              Has a story to tell
              Has a soul to sell
              Different maps of hell
              Petty lies are truth just
              Optimized
              Two bit whores playing penny wise

              And you are dying to get a life
              And you would kill to find some peace

              And you love it all
              Love under will
              Deadened to horror
              Bathed in sin
              God damned the Devil may care
              For each step further down in hell
              For all escatologies and the parables

              And the serpent talks to you at night
              As you slowly turn away from the light
              Poison oracles
              Bastard disciples
              Running out of peanuts for the human zoo
              Living day by day
              Withering away
              Dyeing black the grey
              Just like me and you

              Petty lies are truth just
              Optimized
              Two bit whores playing penny wise

              And you would ask if you knew the answers
              And you would try if you knew you'd succeed

              So nothing is true
              And everything's permitted
              What's it to you
              When your world is breaking loose
              Yeah

              Pretty love pretty hate inside you
              Pretty love pretty hate inside your heart
              You make my life and times
              A book of bluesy Saturdays

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              • Simon and Garfunkel - Mrs Robinson
                for Mrs Cavanagh - god bless you please


                And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
                Jesus loves you more than you will know (whoa whoa whoa)
                God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
                Heaven holds a place for those who pray
                (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

                We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
                We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
                Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
                Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

                And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
                Jesus loves you more than you will know (whoa whoa whoa)
                God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
                Heaven holds a place for those who pray
                (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

                Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
                Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
                It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
                Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

                Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
                Jesus loves you more than you will know (whoa whoa whoa)
                God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
                Heaven holds a place for those who pray
                (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

                Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
                Going to the candidates debate
                Laugh about it, shout about it
                When you've got to choose
                Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose

                Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
                A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (ooh ooh ooh)
                What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
                Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
                (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
                "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                • A sing along for the EU expansion. (and the end of the world)

                  Exodus

                  Metal Command

                  You're gathered here tonight
                  To heed our metal cry
                  Obeying all our wills
                  All others you defy
                  A wall of sonic sound
                  With amps turned up to ten
                  Our legions are advancing
                  To battle once again

                  Fists are in the air banging everywhere
                  Thrashing to the sound faces melting down
                  It's time to fight for metal tonight
                  Bangers take your stand and obey
                  Our metal command

                  We go from town to town
                  And leave a trail of death
                  And if you don't surrender

                  You'll breathe you final breath
                  There will be no survivors
                  No prisoners of war
                  Join our ranks or perish

                  We'll slice you to the core

                  Fists are in the air thrashing everywhere
                  Banging to the sound, faces melting down
                  It s time to fight for metal tonight
                  Bangers take your stand and obey
                  Our metal command

                  Our legions show no mercy
                  The final hour nears
                  Sonic blast deafening
                  It's ripping through your ears
                  There is no retribution
                  For those who do not dare
                  There's only execution
                  Your dead without a prayer

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                  • Alone Again, Naturally
                    - Gilbert O'Sullivan

                    In a little while from now
                    If I'm not feeling any less sour
                    I promise myself to treat myself
                    And visit a nearby tower
                    And climbing to the top will throw myself off
                    In an effort to make it clear to whoever
                    What it's like when you're shattered
                    Left standing in the lurch at a church
                    Where people saying, "My God, that's tough"
                    "She stood him up"
                    "No point in us remaining"
                    "We may as well go home"
                    As I did on my own
                    Alone again, naturally.

                    To think that only yesterday
                    I was cheerful, bright and gay
                    Looking forward to who wouldn't do
                    The role I was about to play ?
                    But as if to knock me down
                    Reality came around
                    And without so much as a mere touch
                    Cut me into little pieces
                    Leaving me to doubt
                    Talk about God in His mercy
                    Who if He really does exist
                    Why did He desert me?
                    In my hour of need
                    I truly am indeed
                    Alone again, naturally

                    It seems to me that there are more hearts
                    Broken in the world that can't be mended
                    Left unattended
                    What do we do?
                    What do we do?
                    Alone again, naturally

                    Looking back over the years
                    And whatever else that appears
                    I remember I cried when my father died
                    Never wishing to hide the tears
                    And at sixty-five years old
                    My mother, God rest her soul
                    Couldn't understand why the only man
                    She had ever loved had been taken
                    Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
                    Despite encouragement from me
                    No words were ever spoken
                    And when she passed away
                    I cried and cried all day
                    Alone again, naturally
                    Alone again, naturally
                    Last edited by boann; December 17, 2002, 10:20.
                    "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                    • Raindrops + Sunshowers by the Smashing Pumpkins

                      Rain falls on everyone
                      The same old rain
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops

                      I send my echo out
                      To get your love without
                      Obscured reflections of my love

                      Rain falls on everyone
                      The same old rain
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops

                      I'll save a prayer for you
                      So lost and longing to
                      Be dragged through dirty streets
                      Wrapped up in clean white sheets
                      And if you think they'll watch you now
                      You should know they won't

                      Rain falls on everyone
                      The same old rain
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops

                      I send my echo out
                      To get your love without
                      Obscured reflections of
                      Of my secret love
                      Force down the words about
                      To get your love without
                      Obscured reflections of my love

                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops

                      Rain falls on everyone
                      The same old rain
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops

                      Rain falls on everyone
                      The same old rain
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops
                      And I'm just trying to walk with you
                      Between the raindrops
                      "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                      • Oh no! My Apolyton Yahoo Fantasy Football team, The Dallas Nads with it's 12-2 record, loses to 8-6 team in the playoffs.

                        I'm A Loser
                        (John Lennon, Paul McCartney)



                        I'm a loser
                        I'm a loser
                        And I'm not what I appear to be

                        Of all the love I have won or have lost
                        There is one love I should never have crossed
                        She was a girl in a million, my friend
                        I should have known she would win in the end

                        I'm a loser
                        And I lost someone who's near to me
                        I'm a loser
                        And I'm not what I appear to be

                        Although I laugh and I act like a clown
                        Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown
                        My tears are falling like rain from the sky
                        Is it for her or myself that I cry

                        I'm a loser
                        And I lost someone who's near to me
                        I'm a loser
                        And I'm not what I appear to be

                        What have I done to deserve such a fate
                        I realize I have left it too late
                        And so it's true, pride comes before a fall
                        I'm telling you so that you won't lose all

                        I'm a loser
                        And I lost someone who's near to me
                        I'm a loser
                        And I'm not what I appear to be
                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                        • My Opening Farewell


                          Jackson Browne




                          A lady stands before an open window
                          looking so far away
                          she can almost feel the southern winds blow
                          gently touching his restless day

                          He turns from his window to me
                          sad smile his apology
                          sad eyes reaching to the door

                          Daylight loses to another evening
                          still he spares me words goodbye
                          sits alone beside me fighting his feelings
                          struggles to speak but in the end can only cry

                          Suddenly it's so hard to find
                          the sound of the words to speak his troubled mind
                          so I'm offering ease to him as if to be kind

                          There's a train every day
                          leading either way
                          there's a world you know
                          there's a way to go
                          I soon believe it's just as well
                          this is my opening farewell

                          A child's drawings left there on the table
                          and a woman's silk is lying on the floor
                          I would keep them here if I were able
                          to lock you safe behind it's open door

                          Suddenly it's so clear to me
                          that I'd ask you to see what you may never see
                          now my kind words find their way back to me

                          There's a train every day
                          leading either way
                          there's world you know
                          got a way to go
                          I soon believe it's just as well
                          this is my opening farewell

                          This is my opening farewell.
                          Last edited by boann; December 17, 2002, 10:23.
                          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                          • Two For Tuesday; The O'Jays

                            I LOVE MUSIC

                            I love music, any kind of music
                            I love music, just as long as it's groovy

                            Makes me laugh, makes me smile
                            for the world when I'm with you boy
                            While we dance make romance
                            I'm enchanted by the things that you do

                            I love music, sweet sweet music
                            Long as it's swinging, all the joy that it's bringing

                            I'm so happy to be in complete harmony, I love you boy
                            And to hold you so close in my arms, I'm so glad you're mine
                            all mine mine

                            Nothing can be better than a sweet love song
                            So sweet so sweet so mellow
                            When you got the girl that you love in your arm
                            Oh honey I love you I love you yeah
                            Music is the healing force of the world
                            It's understood by every man woman boy and girl
                            And that's why that's why I say
                            I love music
                            Any kind of music
                            Long as it's swinging
                            All the joy that it's bringing

                            Music makes the atmosphere so fine
                            Lights down low just me and you baby you know
                            'Specially when you got a cold glass of wine
                            Mellow wine and song

                            I love music, sweet sweet music
                            I love music, just as long as it's groovy
                            I love I love I love I love I love I love music
                            I love I love I love I love I love I love music
                            I love music, any kind of music
                            I love music, just as long as it's groovy


                            ----------------------------------------------------------------------


                            LOVE TRAIN


                            People all over the world (everybody)
                            Join hands (join)
                            Start a love train, love train
                            People all over the world (all the world, now)
                            Join hands (love ride)
                            Start a love train (love ride), love train
                            The next stop that we make will be soon
                            Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too
                            Don't you know that it's time to get on board
                            And let this train keep on riding, riding on through
                            Well, well
                            People all over the world (you don't need no money)
                            Join hands (come on)
                            Start a love train, love train (don't need no ticket, come on)
                            People all over the world (Join in, ride this train)
                            Join in (Ride this train, y'all)
                            Start a love train (Come on, train), love train
                            All of you brothers over in Africa
                            Tell all the folks in Egypt, and Israel, too
                            Please don't miss this train at the station
                            'Cause if you miss it, I feel sorry, sorry for you
                            Well
                            People all over the world (Sisters and brothers)
                            Join hands (join, come on)
                            Start a love train (ride this train, y'all), love train (Come on)
                            People all over the world (Don't need no tickets)
                            Join hands (come on, ride)
                            Start a love train, love train
                            Ride, let it ride
                            Let it ride
                            Let it ride
                            People, ain't no war
                            People all over the world (on this train)
                            Join in (ride the train)
                            Start a love train, love train (ride the train, y'all)
                            People all over the world (come on)
                            Join hands (you can ride or stand, yeah)
                            Start a love train, love train (makin' love)
                            People all over the world ('round the world, y'all)
                            Join hands (come on)
                            Start a love train, love train
                            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                            • Deanna
                              Nick Cave

                              O DEANNA
                              O Deanna!
                              O DEANNA
                              Sweet Deanna!
                              O DEANNA
                              You know you are my friend, yeah
                              O DEANNA
                              And I ain't down here for your money
                              I ain't down here for your love
                              I ain't down here for your love or money
                              I'm down here for your soul

                              No carpet on the floor
                              And the winding cloth holds many moths
                              Around your Ku Klux furniture
                              I *** of death-head in your frock
                              We discuss the murder plan
                              We discuss murder and the murder act
                              Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac
                              And death climbs in the back

                              O DEANNA
                              This is a car
                              O DEANNA
                              This is a gun
                              O DEANNA
                              And this a day number one
                              O DEANNA
                              Our little crimeworn histories
                              Black and smoking christmas trees
                              And honey, it ain't mystery
                              Why you're a mystery to me

                              We will eat out of their pantries
                              And their parlours
                              Ashy leaving in their beds
                              And we'll unload into their heads
                              On this mean season
                              This little angel that I squeezin'
                              She ain't been mean to me

                              O DEANNA
                              O Deanna!
                              O DEANNA
                              You are my friend and my partner
                              O DEANNA
                              On this house on the hill
                              O DEANNA
                              And I ain't down here for your money
                              I ain't down here for your love
                              I ain't down here for your love or money
                              I'm down here for your soul

                              O DEANNA
                              I am a-knocking
                              O DEANNA
                              With my toolbox and my stocking
                              O DEANNA
                              And I'll meet you on the corner
                              O DEANNA
                              Yes, you point it like a finger
                              O DEANNA
                              And squeeze its little thing
                              O DEANNA
                              Feel its kick, hear its bang
                              And let no worry about its issue
                              Don't worry about where its been
                              and don't worry about where it hits
                              Cause it just ain't yours to sin

                              O DEANNA
                              No it just ain't your to sin
                              O DEANNA
                              Sweet Deanna
                              O DEANNA
                              And we ain't getting any younger
                              O DEANNA
                              And I don't intend gettin' any older
                              O DEANNA
                              The sun a hump at my shoulder
                              O DEANNA
                              O Deanna!
                              O DEANNA
                              Sweet Deanna
                              O DEANNA
                              And I ain't down here for your money
                              I ain't down here for your love
                              I ain't down here for your love of money
                              I'm down here for your soul

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                              • Circus
                                Eric Clapton



                                Little man with his eyes on fire
                                And his smile so bright.
                                In his hands are the toys you gave
                                To fill his heart with delight.


                                And in the ring stands a circus clown
                                Holding up a knife.
                                What you see and what you will hear
                                Will last you for the rest of your life.


                                And it's sad, so sad,
                                There ain't no easy way round.
                                And it's sad, so sad,
                                All you friends gather round
                                'Cause the circus left town.


                                Little man with his heart so pure
                                And his love so fine.
                                Stick with me and I'll ride with you
                                Till the end of the line.


                                Hold my hand and I'll walk with you
                                Through the darkest night.
                                And when I smile I'll be thinking of you
                                And every little thing will be all right.


                                Chorus

                                Chorus

                                The circus left town, left town.
                                The circus left town, left town.
                                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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