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| Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the greatest fool of all. Surely I can fit this theme,life- is naught a pleasant dream. Free of freedom, hope and youth, Reality- a simple truth. After life- there's nothing new, pray to "God" that's not true. wake at dawn- or so we pray, that we'll live another day. knowing somewhere down the line, Soon- we will run out of time. |
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