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Hello, Lovely nice to meet you.
On a fairs evening night.
With the moon and the stars shiny ever so bright.
I’m glad to see you well
Its been ever just so long
Does it seem that its swirling?
What could have gone wrong?
All the wasted premonitions of a perfect world we’re grim
We knew our chances of survival, no need to tell us again.
A struggle, we face, a up hill climb.
A drowned miss conception of a perfect time.