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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Fly Away

Hey, don't ask me why.

If you listen to my aching heart you will know the answer.

But I love this beautiful time.

And I don't want it to remain the same.

Maybe tonight you will reach the sky.

So I will see your true desire.

No one feels so free.

Over and over again.

Go, fly away.

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