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Maybe We Are What We Are
Maybe we are a pair of invisible red strings;
And once tied to both ends,
Each other would follow and cling.
But once the connection is broken,
We go drifting softly carried away by the wind.
And maybe we are made of wild fire;
Once...
And once tied to both ends,
Each other would follow and cling.
But once the connection is broken,
We go drifting softly carried away by the wind.
And maybe we are made of wild fire;
Once...
