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Prior to the previous day
I've tried and tried so many ways
To give and take your kindly praise
But pages burn at both ends Nothing solid and nothing precise
I take your story all we need is lies
It would be a most splendid prize
So candles burn at your end
The candles burn at your end
Fall in the door and then confess
He’s your personal load no less
I think you'll die of ugliness
I know you'll die of ugliness
But that’s a many sided tale
And many sides are weak and frail
And many signs are unforseen
And now we found the loose end
So now we’ve found the loose end