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smoke and mirrors
She lives her life by smoke and mirrors
Wafts through cold halls of smoke and mirrors
Looks high and low through smoke and mirrors
Searches for him through smoke and mirrors
He lit his face with smoke and mirrors
He hid his heart with smoke and mirrors
Shadows are deep with smoke and mirrors
Hidden she weeps in smoke and mirrors
She ...
Thursday 6th January 2011 4:59 pm
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