Sky Park

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Sky Park

when she falls,
I'll be her wings
go through all the stormy clouds;
we reach the peak
gliding over the rainbow,
we plunge onto the pot of gold
pay no heed to treasure
you and me, we are the treasure:
the treasure of friendship

put puppy love aside
let true love reside

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