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Sweet sometimes it'll later Bitter , smiles on my face when i pull up in a leather, fly so high to the galaxy forgotten that im with no feather , im sure my story will touch your heart later .
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Sweet sometimes it'll later Bitter , smiles on my face when i pull up in a leather, fly so high to the galaxy forgotten that im with no feather , im sure my story will touch your heart later .
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