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WHEN I DIE MY SOUL WILL FLY AT THE BLUE SKY I WANT TO BE A BIRD NEVER LOW BUT VERY HIGH COLLICTING THE SILVER MEST CREATING MY UNIQUE NEST I WANT TO BE AWAY FROM THE ABUSIVE DAY JUST ONCE TO BE TRUE MY LIFE IS SO SLOW NO ONE LOVE ME NO ONE WANTS ME BUT THE MOON ON THE GROUND THOUSANDS OF THE STARS... Sign in to see full entry.