Afraid of her burned me.
told me to grow up quickly so high.
Take me to the nature run.
Radiant, beaming, radiant every day.
I have to get the look ......
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; trees nodded to me,
Birdie told me the flowers smiled at me.
wind came and I hand,
I want to embrace the clouds to a close,
But she flies too high.
what I want to kiss the sun,
numerous friends of nature,
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