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You are the music of my dance
You are the bliss of my fairytale
You are the ink of my poems

Take me slow
I will move on smooth

Let me grow and touch the moon
Let me rise and be with the sky
Let me feel the whites of the clouds
Let me hope and I will take us both.






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