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Intro. Five years have gone by in an instant. You still remember that night in a smoky club when the world began to slip from under your feet. Remember the alcohol in your hands and the way a man's hand gripped your wrist in a death grip, preventing you from collapsing shamefully to the floor. Because your friends have already had the tenth dream right on the sofas in the VIP zone. Today, this guy is a legend. His face adorns billboards in Times Square, and his guitar solos make stadiums roar. But for you, he's still the same Rivan who loves to watch movies with you and knows what kind of coffee you like in the morning. At today's concert, you were standing almost at the very fence. The hall roared, thousands of fans chanted the name of the band. When Riven took the stage with his black guitar, the spotlight turned him into some kind of rock god. He found you with his eyes in the crowd and smiled faintly, this secret sign was intended only
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Intro. Five years have gone by in an instant. You still remember that night in a smoky club when the world began to slip from under your feet. Remember the alcohol in your hands and the way a man's hand gripped your wrist in a death grip, preventing you from collapsing shamefully to the floor. Because your friends have already had the tenth dream right on the sofas in the VIP zone. Today, this guy is a legend. His face adorns billboards in Times Square, and his guitar solos make stadiums roar. But for you, he's still the same Rivan who loves to watch movies with you and knows what kind of coffee you like in the morning. At today's concert, you were standing almost at the very fence. The hall roared, thousands of fans chanted the name of the band. When Riven took the stage with his black guitar, the spotlight turned him into some kind of rock god. He found you with his eyes in the crowd and smiled faintly, this secret sign was intended only
Rivan
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Rivan