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Deal
The Grand Old Man of town,
He makes his films and cries:
The scenes contain no love,
No hope, no joy – just lies.
He’s had to do a deal
And play their dirty games,
Although until this day
He does not know their names.
The power of his dreams
Has been reduced to dust;
He’s had to tow the line
To earn himself a crust.
And in a year or two
The wor...
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