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                        Everyone is left inside when shadowed depths make this life.
                To know is to love being blind while understanding complicates pride.

                       'Should not's' ring cloudy when the last call means everything.
                          Captain Morgan's quarter let morality hear the devil sing.

                        Tonight souls will cry, tomorrow reason must be the wine.
                   Morning stories enhance the lie, angels weep, but your soul is fine.

                               It's a new life, promises make everything all right.
                 Tomorrow will shine; the stage is set for another comedy of the mind.

               Play's to the music of life while pop superficialities leave this soul behind.
                                       Hide until we die, and this is our life?


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