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The_princess_is_flying
by Ground, Dec 2006
The
princess is flying
She's somwhere around
She does not replying
She's not on the ground
She
walks over clouds
With birds she is flying
Drops pieces of love...
To catch them I am trying
It's not
Gobi dust
That falls from the sky
Makes plankton so blooming
In the south china hai...
The seasons are
flying
So quickly around
It passed a hot summer
A snow falling down
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To sing on pagodas
And rivers I am trying
The rivers got frozen
No more fishes flying
I'm asking
the clouds
That fly cross the sky
If can I still find her?
Not sure - they reply
A wind blows so cold here
I step frozen ground...
She should be somewhere
Perhaps not far 'round
I know she's still there
Where nothing gets olden
A river flows yellow,
Pagodas stay golden
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