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| Primus Tales From The Punchbowl Glass Sandwich He stood in line with the rest and waited for his chance To take his place behind the glass and watch the ladies dance It's the nature of things He stepped into the darkened space the air was thick and warm He drops the coins in one by one The scene unfolds before him He stands looking eye to thigh as she looks down from above Only to be recognized as his former love It's the nature of things |
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