Hold my hand please, I am afraid, of course my dear
Lets fly as high as the sky, take flight like magic,
Hold my hand tight ,get ready, hold on, and run
all together as fast as we can towards the end.
Now scream as loud as you can and reach for the sky,
let our voices raise up to the clouds and touch the heavens.
Hearts pounding, squeals of laughter, trust in each other.
Mother, two daughters, the warm sun, the innocence of youth
not yet tarnished with the worlds unpredictable streams.
Just two daughters, a mother, the hot sun and this unbreakable bond.



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