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chance brought me down on your side and she's just along for the ride wings melt and we hide and all this means nothing to the sun are we leaving this one? mine comes true here who's expanding here? mind full of you here and I will claim (?) fits in the sun are we leaving this one? and swift out, she goes to the last fray short lives and long days in a fast stay then will they wave to you? The ocean spreads out on sunbeams radiant, knowing and your hand looks so nice in mine and its been a thousand years seen since inception and radiant, glowing. and they say that we are doing fine your ocean spreads out on sunbeams radiant, willing your hand looks so nice in mine and the new come struggle has both of us stapled to the island for awhile and they say that we are doing fine From Letras Mania