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 I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

 I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

 I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

I flap my wings in the most flowery fields I sing all my psalms written in my poetry cardeno

I read all the bible texts the dream reminds me of poems forgotten by me

In my dream an angel was hugging me he held me tightly by the hands

He was my heart when I needed him the garden moss that glowed green

He was the coconut trees being taken by the strong windstorms

My heart is the Christmas Day and the chapels and processions of stars that shine in the sky.

My heart is a whirlwind of fire

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