An indemnity there always beenbutThe soul is set free.Cloudsknowing it very well wandering more freelytouchingthesoils, mountains, rivers,
and the enormous seas: While the roses are bloomingandbirds flying, the wind blowingnorth-south-east and west
And time in a cradle of uncertaintyalways singing'Let it go...let it go...-In a lullaby.
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