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"A sense of duty was my one intention And an ugly beauty was my own invention. Pride, a proud refusal. And I refuse to need your approval. Too many seekers, too few beacons, But through the fog well keep on beaming.Through the crying hours of your glitter years, All the living out of your tinsel tears. And the midnight trains I never made Cause Id already played the game."
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Echo & the Bunnymen




