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you got your colourful wings and you fly but I am never invited left as a flower without butterfly ou are the wish ou are the desire Every one loves to fill with But my heart !angs in des!air. Even if I close my eyes and shut my mind My heart "nows you come in as a rain In the hearts of !eo!le but mine I find In the desert under unbearable wreathing !ain.