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I
Tear at my eyes until they shatter
Windows to the soul
Mirrors to my heart
How many years of bad luck
Can I see in the future
So many pieces
Reflecting back at me
Windows to the soul
Mirrors to my heart
How many years of bad luck
Can I see in the future
So many pieces
Reflecting back at me
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