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Infinity miles
When, I try to bag some butterflies,
A kid in me hops and flies,
I enjoy watching their flapping wings,
Of twenty colurs and ten sizes.
In sunflower fields I run like swan,
Pulling the dusk...
A kid in me hops and flies,
I enjoy watching their flapping wings,
Of twenty colurs and ten sizes.
In sunflower fields I run like swan,
Pulling the dusk...
