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Over the course of time
I found my way.
From the darkness towards the light
I drove away.
I thought it would be beautiful
More than ever.
But now it all seems like illusion
As it's been forever.
Have you ever wondered
Why it is like this.
I guess things never happen
As we always wish them to be.
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