Where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect thus one look to the sky for one wish upon a star thus every star that one wish upon for there a sparkle in the air that will fill once heart with the touch of respect but every wish that one make for there the blue moon and yet for the heart that was touch with respect.
When the sun raise thus one shall feel the touch of a warm smile like the morning sun and yet just to feel the sun for the birds shall sing for the heart that wish for the touch of respect yet to touch a heart that wish for respect for some where there a angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night and yet for the heart that was touch with respect.
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