January 29, 2011
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Underneath the eyes is a pain of less sorrow
Underneath today is new tomorrow
Underneath the skin is a beauty unseen
Underneath the light my soul will run clean
Underneath the voice is a song until death
as soon as its over, there's nothing left
when is forever, how long will it last?
The spirit of illusion runs through its past.
Lost in the lyrics of life and its play,
underneath tomorrow is another today.

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