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All those beautiful people,

I want to have them all.

All those porcelain models,

if only I could make them fall.

Be my heart, a well of love,

flowing free so far above.

A wintry eve, once upon a tale.

An Ugly Duckling lost in a verse

of a sparrows carol,

dreaming the stars.

Be my heart, a well of love,

flowing free so far above.

In my world love is for poets,

never the famous balcony scene.

Just a dying faith on the Heaven's gate.

Crystal pond awaits the lorn,

tonight another morn

for the lonely one is born.