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| I'm walking through my secret forest |
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| It's foggy and cold |
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| I come just to see my tiny friend, in this beautiful secret forest |
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| To touch this wet grass again |
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| and running bare foot on the green with you |
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| But when I wake up, I was dreaming...and still dreaming with this fireflies around |
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