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Why does fate separate me From the one thing that I love The bright shining instruments And wearing the clean white gloves Why does fate separate me From my uniform, red and black Standing with my feet together, Head up, and shoulders back Why does fate separate me From the girls with whom I flirt The Freshman whom I tease And the guys who are not jerks Why does fate separate me From the S.S.H.S. Band Even though I'm not there guys I'll support you from the stands.
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