Beyond the sight
Somewhere, a star is taking birth,
Somewhere, a robin is singing for mirth — all alone,
Somewhere a rivulet is making its way towards the sea,
Somewhere, the wind feels free,
Somewhere, his heart doesn’t want to give up on her,
Somewhere, Coldplay is writing songs based on him,
Somewhere, the breeze is turning cooler,
Somewhere, things are changing for good,
So…
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