Maybe one day your room will learn to leave, like the glass elevator, and you'll fly around the world and into space together. Everybody'll think that you're a shooting star and give a you pretty latin name and children and lovers will wish when you fly by, and be sure that everythings gonna be ok, because they know better than anybody that there is magic left in the world, even when it looks pretty glum.
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Maybe one day your room will learn to leave, like the glass elevator, and you'll fly around the world and into space together. Everybody'll think that you're a shooting star and give a you pretty latin name and children and lovers will wish when you fly by, and be sure that everythings gonna be ok, because they know better than anybody that there is magic left in the world, even when it looks pretty glum.
:)
Yeah.
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