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the
old
days
i
was
beautiful
then
i
remember
the
time
i
knew
what
happiness
was
let
the
memory
live
again
every
street
lamp
seems
to
beat
a
fatalistic
warning
someone
mutters
and
a
street
lamp
gutters
and
soon
it
will
be
morning
day
light
i
must
wait
for
the