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Swimming in a pool of love, my joy comes from up above;
Words without faces, and no limit to graces.
I dreamed of these places watching my favorite
TV shows,
With every burden a blessing flows;
Wonderful.
At first I didn’t want to go
The door looks like a miracle,
Invisible,
Where I was so comfortable
I didn’t even know;
My friends would leave, and I want them to go
Yo! It’s so hard to find, and
I don’t know where we going to stand
I finally got a winning hand...
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