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Pink Feathers


Before you go - let me know,

If you'll walk from sand to stars.

If arias are written in the sky,

Every time we say goodbye.

I wasn't tall or talking dreams,

Prisms bursting at the seams...

Just tell me how you will get there,

With roses falling through your hair.



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