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Promise me a dream of adventrue and intrigue. For I will always be spontaneous. An endless tune of a melody nobody else can hear. Make me climb higher, let me fly, do not be afraid of losing a year to reckless abandonment . Be reckless, be driven, be alive! That's all it is to you, the past is the past. I have to let him go. Green skys and purple clouds, anything is possible.
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