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Time like the wind blows through your hair and I love you and I want you to love my ways.
To love my ways you must peal the crust out of your eyes and remove the cage around your heart
Your soul is like a sparrow caged it belongs in a tree-free to fly away and how far would it fly
How far would you fly if your wings were like that of my angels?
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Nothing Lasts But Nothing is lost
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