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To remain pessimistic found
In this hour of distress
Till decayed - derelict down
In this shower of pretence
Desire profane - you'll never see again...
As horizons end, ever to descend
You retain a desolated frown
In this hour of distress
You invade the decadent crowd
In the shadow of pretence
Desire profane - You'll never see again...
The light of day - it seems to be enslaved
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