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Life is like the wind
It’s blowing right in front of us, If you can’t see its wings It means you aren’t curious. I was born to love And to be loved by others, All I do is hope That hate will never find Us. Life is beautiful and free Life is kind and gentle Like you are to me Oh, it’s so coincidental. Like moon, like stars, Like earth and sea, The sun is shinning Over this beautiful We. And we keep on going Waiting for something Passing through this life Loving anything.
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