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I Live In The Twentieth Century

 I live in the Twentieth Century 
and you lie here beside me. You 
were unhappy when you fell asleep. 
There was nothing I could do about 
it. I felt hopeless. Your face 
is so beautiful that I cannot stop 
to describe it, and there's nothing 
I can do to make you happy while 
you sleep.






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