Feel the feel before you let it go…
Let it drift with a gentle blow…
Look there it goes… and here comes another…
It follows your thought like a child his mother…
Let it play a bit, let it tug and nudge…
It may play its pranks…but don’t you budge…
Feel the feel before you let it go…
Let it drift with a gentle blow…
Look there it goes… and here comes another…
It follows your thought like a child his mother…
Let it play a bit, let it tug and nudge…
It may play its pranks…but don’t you budge…
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