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10h
Floating high above the skies
               wearing
                                nothing but a pair of wings  
I untie all emotions
                                  and let my hair loose;    
Gliding gently *
                          o'er clouds
                   I soar like the birds of the sky do,
  
           and when the sun begins to die,
                           Oh, I just fly !
vienna bombardieri
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vienna bombardieri  F/Canada
(F/Canada)   
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