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Symbol of the |
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Give |
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Share |
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Letting nature |
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Flow |
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Again |
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| Becoming in tune |
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Letting it |
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Go |
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Back to when |
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Little |
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Push |
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Open the doors |
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Get people to |
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Think again |
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Takes |
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More |
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Worth while if it |
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Renews the |
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Dialogue |
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Wondering |
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Questioning |
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Parts of the
machine |
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Leaving only |
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Robots |
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Agree |
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Own ways |
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Through the |
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Night |
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Talk |
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Think |
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Take the |
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Time to be |
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Amazed |
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| Pass on |
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The |
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Flame |
| To the children |
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Not cover their |
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Eyes |
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Windows |
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| Nothing that's so |
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Devastating |
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Horrible |
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Not allowing |
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Our own |
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Humanity |
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Painful |
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Sad |
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be |
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Looked upon |
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Worthy of our |
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Pity |
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| Let the light out |
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Let the light |
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In |
| Shine it in the |
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Corners |
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Open our |
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Eyes |
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| Magic flowing
through |
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Each |
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Moment |
| We've just
forgotten |
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How to see it |
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Cut out our |
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Eyes |
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| What's good has
often |
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Been |
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Forgotten |
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Mesmerized with our |
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Search for the |
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Bad |
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| Our emotions turned |
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Inside out |
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Upside down |
| Hidden now |
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Locked away inside |
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Away from sight |
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Mind |
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| Time to stop |
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Denying who |
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We are |
| Remember why we are
here |
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Look once more |
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Into the |
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Flame |
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