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lost somewhere
The sun that used to hang on the berry tree has now disappeared somewhere
The darkness that used to sleep on the wings of a pigeon got lost somewhere
The moon that used to shine in the eyes of the fish got lost somewhere
The bubbly river running between the stones got lost somewhere
The wind that hides in the wings of butterflies got lost somewhere
The mountain that used to rest on the back of a turtle is lost somewhere
The street of my town that used to chirp in the beaks of sparrow is lost somewhere
The darkness that used to sleep on the wings of a pigeon got lost somewhere
The moon that used to shine in the eyes of the fish got lost somewhere
The bubbly river running between the stones got lost somewhere
The wind that hides in the wings of butterflies got lost somewhere
The mountain that used to rest on the back of a turtle is lost somewhere
The street of my town that used to chirp in the beaks of sparrow is lost somewhere
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