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SPRING ALMOST GONE


Now I know the feeling of roses when Spring is almost gone. 
Now I feel the sadness of birds when long nights begin.
Now I can imagine Cinderella's heart at that midnight. 
I feel like a king losing a war without being able to fight. 


But I still have a dream that my wings will be strong.
My voice will be sweet and the world loves my song.
I will fly around the world and for sure I will go to you.
Yes, a dream, only a dream, but tomorrow will be true.

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