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The light penetrates,

And you're finally here,

Eager, oh,

You've no idea.

"Let me guide you, my dear,

It's only you and me, here."

She holds your eyes, shut

And fills your mind, up,

With ideas, dreams,

And the fullest hope.

And then,

She lets go,

And everything you believed in, goes.


The dealer clears his throat,

He says, "New here?"

He forces you down on the chair,

You never had the time to reply, "Yeah".

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