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At Last

At Last

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All you will get at last

Everything strange


Pain and pleasure both are insane

Part of world, will never let you be the same


An old magician with tall hair

Will count your dare


Your anger, age, love and so much care

Turned them into past


And past will be remain

Illusion of love, lust and luxury


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