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“TIME”in white, “DIME”at night
the pride meets jive and jive takes drive
so he looks at me as a primrose

“PACE”in white, “RACE”at night
the voice meets face and face takes the way
so she who rocks the glass rules the dawn

when did I make up this mind
when will I cut off this lie
come and turn back
we're passing by
so, on rainy days, I will bring it to mind
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