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Flying to the sky she walks on thin air |
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Trying to realize why we can't see |
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What is hidden in the stars |
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With her calm and quiet ways |
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She dances the happiness |
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But what she really brings inside |
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Is the sadness |
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So she wants to be free and completely ethereal |
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We can't feel her, but she can feels the |
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Presence of everything |
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Belonging to everything |
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She can feel when the soul breaks free |
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And delivers itself to the scent of the win, |
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The colors, the flowers. |
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But even if invisible |
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She leaves her trace in an indelible way, |
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Occupying every place |
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Leaving the rare sensation |
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That something inexplicable and |
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Enigmatic happens to those who |
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Comes across her path... |
