Flows

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Counting the rain drops falling from the sky
Watching the hours and days pass by
Wishing that we could catch them back and fly
To be free from everything and fly high

Days are numbered and hours are counted
I wish I could still see those one in a million smile
Treasure the memories that we create and the love that we founded
Full of hope and lighted by those sparks flies

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