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The Devil stole the heart of Reality
And she's running away from me
Her beauty I glimpsed only briefly
Her love, her company beyond my reach
So keep your crooked whore
Je trouverai un autre amour
I'll convince myself this forgery
Is worth what I paid for
My interim love
Hold my heart till she comes back
Lustly my idol
Commence suicidal
But she's still not the one
Oh Reality, come back!





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