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Verse 3:
5 – Tick the "extra" word in each line:
We could fly and so high
Let our spirits and never die
In my heart do I feel
You are all but my brothers
Create a world and with no fear
Together we'll cry happy our tears
See the nations that turn
Their swords into the plowshares
We could really to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space to make a better place
Repeat Chorus X2
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