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Flock of birds Hovering above Just a flock of birds That’s how you think of love And I always look up to the sky Pray before the dawn Cause they fly always Sometimes they arrive Sometimes they are gone, fly on Flock of birds Hovering above Into smoke I’m turned and rise, Following...
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