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I sing you an ocean, and swim to the land
We can make love there, in the white sand
I draw you a mountain, and climb to the top
I scream to the world…

I write you a poem, I hold them
When we have nothing still left stories to tell
I write you a poem, I hold them
When we have nothing still left stories to tell

All comes from nothing, nothing at all
All comes from nothing, nothing, at all

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