| A day away from the white light
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| and tired of making people laugh,
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| looking into a cracked mirror,
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| wept a drunken hypocrite.
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| Whose fate was lived by him
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| not completely clear
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| he himself cannot distinguish
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| your face mask.
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| Who will believe, who will believe the comedian,
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| who wipes from his face not water, but tears,
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| does anyone know with whose name on their lips
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| will he step towards the barrier?
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| Two souls coexist in it
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| and almost merged into one
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| then he bursts into laughter,
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| then he howls at the moon.
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| Who will believe, who will believe the comedian,
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| who wipes from his face not water, but tears,
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| does anyone know with whose name on their lips
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| will he step towards the barrier?
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| Who will believe, who will believe the comedian,
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| who wipes from his face not water, but tears,
|
| does anyone know with whose name on their lips
|
| will he step towards the barrier?
|
| Who will believe, who will believe the comedian,
|
| who wipes from his face not water, but tears,
|
| does anyone know with whose name on their lips
|
| will he step towards the barrier?
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| Who will believe, who will believe the comedian,
|
| who wipes from his face not water, but tears,
|
| does anyone know with whose name on their lips
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| will he step towards the barrier? |