I looked up high, you smiled at me
And I began to heal.
You brought the whole new world in me
And suddenly I feel.
The aroma of fresh-cut grass
And blossom of the trees
The taste of peaches is surpass
with floweriness and ease.
My silent angel — longest dream
I’ve never had before
And now million stars supreme
endeavor for some more.
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