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Wide Open Eyes wide open, it's not a dream. Everything's really not what it seems. Doors agape are forever closed. Life is at stake, the question posed. Why do we live to ride the wave? The simple truth, beyond us lays. Ships run aground on broken rocks. We've time enough to watch the clocks. One road is right, the other wrong. Lost in journeys that don't take long. We are so blind but now we see. Eyes wide open with a need to be!
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