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I can be free I can be free as the bird that flies Winging its way through the clear and blue summer skies I can be free I can be free as the wind that blows Bringing the sun and the rain and wintery snows On the wind as it blows
Don't worry me, don't hurry me
I can be free
Don't worry me, don't hurry me
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