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Rem King Of Birds

to point) (Point observation, children carry reservations) Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away, away I am king

point, Point observation, children carry reservations) Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away, away I am king

Point observation, children carry reservations) Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away, away I am king

Point observation, children carry reservations) Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away, away I am king