I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
And If she only understands
That the wings could have the ones
Who've touched the ground
I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
And If she only understands
That the wings could have the ones
Who've touched the ground
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