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the harps and angels are shooting down there lightand my heart is open for the takingif i could move on up and keep on wishing it would be a bliss of disturbiamy heads twisting in a entourage of hopeare my feelings the cliche expected or am i living in a reality that only exists in a fairy talei want to run my mouth and tell the lies that would change I had no color i had no meaning but yet i found myself in the scene of mediocrity that would shake and twist my deep meaning words had no influence because you cant understandmy hope is diteriorating because you dont showmy heart is for yours but its closing
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