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| Could the world be more than it is, my heart would grow wings and leave me for a better place, where hopes and dreams touch reality and wishes are all worth the truth. What would I give to be there? Could I sell my soul on the wings of a lost dream, or would I lose my heart to someone else's creation of dead mist and frosty hope, and be forever lost in a world that shows no end? |
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