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PLAINS
Plains fly high,
Through the sky;
They travel here and their,
And form place to place;
They make you feel,
Like you are in space;
Plains fly high,
Through clouds in the sky;
They look like cotton,
Passing you by;
And sometimes you can see,
The place you are going,
From the sky;
Plains fly high,
From place to place;
This is the feeling of excitement,
You can't erase.
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PLAINS
Plains fly high,
Through the sky;
They travel here and their,
And form place to place;
They make you feel,
Like you are
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