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In this full of stories
You find some of them are
of love and glory
Many lives of do

There is mystery and
They lie there for you
So step
And find the you

Take the high road
But the low road
other's sorrow
Might be the only way

The father confession
While the mother's blue
These do
you want them to

In pages we consume
Lives in colors, lovers in full bloom
And through the words are born
to the senses, lifting the forlorn

There's and dementia
A message the tomb
Staircase to the
And secrets in the

When you are riding on the horse
To the one that got
There's no
And no left to pay

'Cause in these pages we
Lives in many colors, in full bloom
And through the ages are born
Speaking to the senses, lifting the

Drifting down the of the make believe
We laugh and
for an ending of our own design
Where all is

In pages we consume
Lives in many colors, in full bloom
And through the words are born
to the senses, lifting the forlorn

In these pages we
Lives in many colors, lovers in bloom
And through the ages words are