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look at those birds fly.
through the plains,
freedom they feels,
is what that really is ?
like the wind,
like the sky,
Like the space,
that never be touched.
is it like rain,
is it like the snow,
that fall from the sky,
fly through our dreams ?
The feelings i feels,
flies around those mountains,
tell me my friends,
is this the freedom we seek ?
through the plains,
freedom they feels,
is what that really is ?
like the wind,
like the sky,
Like the space,
that never be touched.
is it like rain,
is it like the snow,
that fall from the sky,
fly through our dreams ?
The feelings i feels,
flies around those mountains,
tell me my friends,
is this the freedom we seek ?
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