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The Game
Come, let us play a game, little boy;
      To while the world away.
What shall be - tell me - our harmless toy?
      At what shall We play?
Shall we playr - shall we? - at being greart?
      No, nor at being grand.
Shall we believe that we are Fate
      And make up lives out af sand?
No, little boy, we will play that we are
      Happy, and that we are gay
Let us pretend we are dreams, very far
      From the world in which we play.
Assírio & Alvim
Alexander Search

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