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Line it up on the mirror in shame.
I can see I am the one to blame.
More and more, I desire.
It burns me like a fire
Too beautiful to extinguish the flame.
I can see I am the one to blame.
More and more, I desire.
It burns me like a fire
Too beautiful to extinguish the flame.
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