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We play the game, we pay the price, with luck that comes and goes,
No matter what the Gods decide, we always spoil their show,
Just like when you are finally near the lover of your dreams,
And as you stand there waiting, she turns and walks away;
And you discover that timing is everything, you've got to get it right,
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