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    if we can only
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    o feel the flame of dreaming
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    f you weeped for the missing sunset,
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    Love
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    Fading is true while flowering is past.
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    Promises are often like the butterfly,
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    When a cigar falls in love with a match
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    There are no trails of the wings in the sky
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