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oh this awful waste, oh this bitter taste, such a shame – all those miles between us, little smiles within us, it's ok – a man who plays with fire, confronted by desire, it's me – i stop my self from falling, but a voice inside me is calling, it's overwhelming me – and i close my eyes, and it's you – so lovely you, so amazing you, were never mine you, but always mine you – it's you – it's always been you All those twists of faith, but not the one that mattered most, the mirror stares at me …
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