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Enter the tiny room, watched by scepters, |
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hope and happiness playing trumpets, dog swimming in heavy water |
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For the glory of gloom, dark songs on sunlight flower. |
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Enclosed in your skin. |
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All perfection spent in your arms. |
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Stolen kisses fa fa fa fa fa |
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In retrospect this beauty is, "What you see." |
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The second part, the move, "Is me." |
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Onwards and upwards, |
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the prize is the game to come. |
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And there's nothing to miss |
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in the laughter and tears of love. |
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There always are difficult mods, |
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yet sensual bonds of obsession. |
