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There must be a voice of praise
I sing songs of praise
My blessing is the wind that comes well prepared
Wherever the wind passes, there are traces of dreams and love
My love!
Wish you and I could get along
It’s a chocolate cake that’s sweet to the core.
Every bite tastes of happiness© ppop9000
I sing songs of praise
My blessing is the wind that comes well prepared
Wherever the wind passes, there are traces of dreams and love
My love!
Wish you and I could get along
It’s a chocolate cake that’s sweet to the core.
Every bite tastes of happiness© ppop9000
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