all that glitters
all that glitters
is not gold
we live in sorrow
truth be told
so go along
the beaten path
pressing forward
through life's cold wrath
never,
never looking back
moving on
it's time to pack
all that glitters
is not gold
we live in sorrow
truth be told
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