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All the air is felt with flowers
I just want to cry.
I believe my heart is breaking,
but I don't know why.

As we sleep our dreams grow brighter
ready in all ways.
And our love with every fiber
helds our waking days
All the air is felt with flowers   I just want to cry.   I believe my heart is breaking,   but I don't know why.      As we sleep our dreams grow brighter   ready in all ways.   And our love with every fiber   helds our waking days