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In the gloom and in the shadows you witness time remain unchanged You’re desperate wish to be so special and desire to dazzle and be golden You’ve become unthinking substance for a vision filled with wealth You hide alone in concealed thoughts anxious to show one real soul A faint smile, a required stare dying for the show to end There is no prize for living life there are no doors to heaven's end and you walk on… You must walk on. © 2003 Franck de las Mercedes

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