| All that shines is not truth
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| All that glitters does not shine
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| Real beauty rarely glitters so I find
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| Real beauty rarely glitters so I find
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| Broken diamonds on the floor
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| Fractured beauty into violence
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| Muddy waters that’s for sure
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| Despite the mist
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| Despite the mist
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| Let me lay these torn and crimson
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| Talking of the days to come
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| Never noticing that the missing
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| Finding her
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| Finding her
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| Prince in glory saw her
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| Cross upon his chest
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| Tossed aside in his crown of paper
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| Truly blessed
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| Truly blessed
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| The shepherd is waning
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| In his woolen garments
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| Fallen leaves flown out in the rain
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| By my soul
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| Oh my garments
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| I was too clean
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| I was too clean
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| I was too clean
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| I was too clean |