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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2013-01-27 | | I wake up, you appear in my thoughts, with you in my thoughts I pass the day, with you I fall asleep crying, I dream of you! Last night you were dying in my palm, a ball of light carrying your name, an Angel I think it was! You were dying in my palm, a white bird flew to the sky, an Angel I think it was! I wake up, you appear in my thoughts, with you in my thoughts I pass the day, with you I fall asleep crying I dream of you!
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