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9h
Under the blue sky, beneath the divine’s will,
Sorrow will fade, our soul will no longer be afraid.
By His light, fields of precious flowers will bloom within our soul.
And we will rise greater than ever,
Carrying the beauty of wondrous auroras and the strength of the skies.
For we are worthy of a million stars and gracious smiles.
gracious, divine's will, sorrow
B Reijjj
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B Reijjj  24/M/Indonesia
(24/M/Indonesia)   
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