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Dialogue between yellow and blue.
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Numa folha qualquer......
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The sky in red
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Truly outstanding expanse of sand.
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Hiss in the soul ...
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Alone
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Gentle on My Mind
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Old Venetian harbour of Heraklion
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Red Sky
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I need a fast-track for natural love
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Every day is our first meeting
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Rose and blue, like Eastern dress.
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This place has ... glow, a magical feeling , a pink atmosphere.
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The sky went grom light to dark, and it looked like it was on fire.
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If we say the sky is pink, the sky is pink.
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With the pier I'll try the Purple Rose.
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And in the enchantment of the moment, we'd let poetry work its magic.
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Endurance is something that spooks and blue devils respect.
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The One, she and me.
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Waterspout
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We got so focused on thinnies and aether, We forget about the threat of the real world Finding out about the troubles.
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To be green and upriver
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Even the grandeur of a blue sky is really an optical illusion.
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We'd better hurry, we only got 28 minutes till sundown
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There's a sun shining
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Ships
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The thin red line of light.
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Pier of Marina di Massa
