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Amy Lea RizzutoFirst comes the blessing of all that you've dreamed, But then comes the curses of diamonds and rings. Only at first did it have its appeal, but now you can't tell the false from the real.About Statues and empires are all at your hands, water to wine and the finest of sands. When all that you have's turnin' stale and it's cold, oh you'll no longer fear when your heart's turned to gold. Who can you trust? Misc. LinksExtra Link Extra Link Extra Link Extra Link Extra Link
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