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Now the thing that I remember seem so distant and so small | Though it hasn't really been that long a time | What I was seeing wasn't what was happening at all | Although for a while our paths dide seem to climb | But when you see through love's illusions, there lies the danger | And your perfect lover just looks like a perfect fool | So you go running off in search of a perfect stranger | While the loneliness seems to spring from your life | Like a fountain from a pool. (da Fountain of Sorrow, n. 3) (it) |
