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It seeps pleasantly, the warmth the kindliness. Rejuvenation I called, The fascination I felt, A smile I wear, The reverence I adore, The soul is the feather, Wind the guiding mother, I soar high Supra High No limitation No barrier Down I see, Your arms stretch wide, Fáilte it is, I will come back when my wings get torn, my soul shattered I know you will wait, For you are the home I await.
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Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 7:56 PM UTC
To me
It seeps pleasantly, the warmth the kindliness. Rejuvenation I called, The fascination I felt, A smile I wear, The reverence I adore, The soul is the feather, Wind the guiding mother, I soar high Supra High No limitation No barrier Down I see, Your arms stretch wide, Fáilte it is, I will come back when my wings get torn, my soul shattered I know you will wait, For you are the home I await.
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Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 7:56 PM UTC
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