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All those secrets and lies,
falsified alibis never in short supply. In view of your mirror... Wanton and gluttonous, a presence with finesse. Seemingly not suspect. Reflections not clearer... Speculations, domination, revelation, re-creation; this time you may choose your poison To seize this day your destiny...
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