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THE GAME OF LIFE
with the death Me and her Hand by hand We play hard looking ourselves in the dark She wants me to reach her She says: - if
You would get me I will be yours and We will make love for ever - She is beautiful her voice is kindly soft She waits for me with her open arms But I am blind and deaf Sometimes She thinks She is winning But until now She is wrong due to the fact that I have never lost |
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