Like A Bird that flys in the Morning light
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Or A Butterfly in the Spring,
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When your sprit rides on the winds hope,
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You'll find your wings.
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For your always free to begin again,
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And your always free to Believe,
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When you find the place were your heart belongs
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Written In Your Heart
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| Barbie |
