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This my story about sweet love.
Please don't worry - this not is stuff.
There butterfly is fly straight into the sky,
Beautiful and high...
Its wings is you and I,
While we hold on and fight
We're flying to paradise.
Even hero sometime gets tired,
But look at mirror and read the lines...
Love is like the butterfly flying to the sky,
Beautiful and high...
Its wings is you and I
While we hold on and fight
We're flying to paradise.
There butterfly is fly straight into the sky,
Beautiful and high...
Its wings is you and I,
While we hold on and fight
We're flying to paradise.
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