Stairs...

Beware of these sheep in the costume of wolves lies, They come in pairs of two and we only die twice. Just because you kiss a lot, that don't mean you're in love. Just because you have begun, that doesn't mean you've won. Well I was a second son, not born but just once, and all my friends be gray. The fade out. They all close the door and no one speaks out loud. They fade out.

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