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I never in my life thought I’d see such a man
So tall, so lean, so beautiful
He looked like a fragile angel, draped in devil’s clothes
His voice sent shivers down your spine
Smooth as his flawless skin
With the grace and fluidity of a Japanese geisha he moves
Not a word comes out of his mouth most American’s could understand
But that doesn’t matter to them, they still swoon at his voice, his face
Hair that changes like the seasons, he’s a mirage so rare
Who could imagine the dark pain he’s faced with the glow of an angel
Surrounded by fans, money, power, and strength
He’s not found the happiness he seeks, not yet
And though he tries, he cannot hide the sorrow in his eyes
No one knows his true name, his birth name
He’s a mystery, an enigma
He is Gackt

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