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Every new beginning,
comes from some some beginnings end.
Every time you kill me,
I am born again.
Every time you close that door,
Another door is opened.
And every time you say goodbye,
a different word is spoken.
Every time you look at me
my back is facing you,
And every time you ask to see me
I'll have something else to do.
Every time I join your game,
You're not playing fair,
And every time I really love you,
I pretend thaat I don't care.
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World of Glass--The Enchanting Darkness
Between eternity and dream lies the twilight realm—midnight of the soul.
These are the crawling hours when the union of the night's elements bequeaths nothing more than a crushing invasion, a vanished breath.
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