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- had been the outcome had lost
has always wanted to see through
for themselves but not happy to find happiness once again lost
I
I still choose not to earn persistent
not open the shackles
their promised heaven-sent me a pair of wings to be wings soar
dream and reality to wait through more distant
providential moment I should have wings wings
dark clouds hovering in the sky what can
crossed by the sun is once again lost
I still choose not persistent
I make the chains do not open their promise
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