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Gatsby's American Dream( Gatsbys American Dream )
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A Conversation With the Devil
'I get what I want this time baby.' Foul temptress I want it too This hell, this doom baby I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought Desire in my lips is precious to me Like air or blood or jewels that shine in the sky baby Or sweat that runs down your spine like a river I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought Desire in my lips is precious, precious to me
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