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The environment and the pretty charms the heaven in those softly arms then we grow up thought to bloom up sometimes when our way we choose the big shot we lose it was the season of autumn my heart felt it from the bottom the shrillness we combine to become a sunshine the flowers that were pink changes it colour at every blink everything initiating to confuse while the brain seems to fuse
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