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True Lies

True lies come from the guys who finally remove their disguise and refuse to compromise the prize at the end of the many times that he tries and finally lifts off the ground and his dream flies and shines through the darkness like fire flies as they rise to end the thoughts of darkness’ demise finally to be recognized and realized by real eyes to be real lies.

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Aug 4, 2010
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