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Red little leaves Floating through the sky, I ask, how does it feel To be so high? They smile, flying through We don't know, We're just a crew
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Red Little Leaves
Red little leaves Floating through the sky, I ask, how does it feel To be so high? They smile, flying through We don't know, We're just a crew
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
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