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Keeper Of The Key I’ve lost the key to my heart to which I was entrusted ‘Twas it vanity, stupidity or my humanity? What a burden I do bear, cause I looked for perfect there. As the sun does rise to shine, then as evening shuns the day it bore. So shall I look again and within. ‘Tis not the last folly I shall tear. But maybe I shall find my lost key there?. ?? ! # |
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