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I think I'll hire a lumberjack to cut me from the crutches I have built. If I want to get high, I'll lay down on a forest on a hill.
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Next time somebody's lumberjack tries to cut me back down to the earth, they'll have to cut through the hundreds of the legs that I have built.
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You never know where you're going, so remember where you been.
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