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The words just spill,
like a rotating wheel, from nowhere they pop, and then they never stop, true love or romance, all loved up, all loved up, all loved up, romance and love, here flys dove, flying in the air with broken wings, crashes to the ground but still manages to sing, never gives up, never gives up, never give up, here it is with its blessing, calming all of my stressing, peacefull, calm but still exotic, so white, so wild, so poetic.
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