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The Master

Velvet room,

the night fills this place,

pictures hang on the wall

remind wasted shoes
The star of the night

is smashig down to image the future

make everything harder

it doesn’t help me and it makes me alone.

Deep and strange

thoughts are grind by the mind,

for as fistful of dust

It doesn’t matter when



I’m the master of the power of the sound.

I’m the dragger full of anger in my soul.

Falsless selfishness make us like poles

that don’t attract themselves

positive or negative make your choice, but the only right one

It’s just ME

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