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My eyes opened and I saw All the years all the company I remember the nostalgia Everytime He rose Traditionally celebrating, His return and I shed tears my first, second, third tears of happiness And the fireworks that shine bright as a reflection in my eyes I felt it, I felt it all And I still feel it I always imagined that His angels or He himself would come down and drive me up with His wings, up into the sky within the stars, one with the clouds Forgotten lies and scars Only a loving gaze and a beautiful smile of that Man The wind would feel like bliss on my faceI
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