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The One...

If only times could change.
That eternal wish, passed on through ages.
If only things were different.
A lost cause... A gamble on meagre wages.

But what about hope...?
The heart decries.
What of love?
That, which we hear, never dies...

You see, knowing is a funny thing.
You may belive in lies
But seeing through those eyes
The truth, you never realise...

It is all out there.
All the love, all the hate
Just or without cause
One's early the other a little late.

Veins pumping green
And vines, red wine...
And the whole world's a circle
Damned and Divine...

In this mist of systems and sounds
Comes a call,
Stalling chaos and stilling the mind
But fate's coy play around me
Steals the dance once again...

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