The slogan will stop

All poets will lose
The slogan will stop
Enthusiasm will go out
The tide of youth.
Death can happen any night
A partially failed poet
Cursed Poems Around,
This city of magic is sure to be a death knell.

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The song that wears after the painted mask
She could be a singer of false adventures
One day the truth is fully revealed,
One day all the shortcomings will be overcome.