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Talk to me, that time doesn't exist in your words;
take me, that I get lost in your wings,
and make me believe that if I let go, I will fly,
that in this story there is no reason to fall,
that little by little, and in silence, you will tell me
that only you will be...
will be the air that may allow me to breath;
you will be the rain that would quench my thirst, and
tomorrow we will
Talk to me, that time doesn't exist in your words;
take me, that I get lost in your wings,
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