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Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful...?
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It was the highest he'd ever been, looking upon something few had seen.
A lush green paradise which seemed to extend below him forever and for a second the thought flittered through his mind: this is what God must feel like.
And then he was falling down, down, down through the blue abyss towards the inevitable.
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