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"Waking Dream"
There's a happiness known but to you and I,
Like once-caged birds against the sky.
We’ll spread our tattered wings and fly
Ever forward, through the night.
There's a happiness known but to you and I,
Like once-caged birds against the sky.
We’ll spread our tattered wings and fly
Ever forward, through the night.
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