I once whistled at the sparrow hawk 
she tried to walk so, wings I grew and I flew away
the air was filled with ocean spray and the ocean filled with rain
and my wings under exercised for the speed of my flight were under strain, they began to ache with tremendous pain
so I dropped and dived into the deep blew rain and I never emerged I never flew again, it is here I remain
I'm just swimming in the rain, just swimming in the rain, it's a glorious feeling I am happy again.

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hothotheart disse...

entao ves! sempre positivo!

sinal sonoro

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