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Doors Of Estrangement - A Song For The Ghost Of Jacques Brel

When you're strange
the glamour
of the world is
always out of range.
You stammer.

People who are feared
are never free from fear,
go very soon insane.
All of us are losers

in a world hijacked by gain.
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