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She came without a trace
Exploding in her place
She's just a little girl
Much bigger than the world
Composure come and gone
With hunger like a bomb
And now she gets her turn
To breathe the wind and burn
Blow infinite ways
Blow infinite ways
Blow infinite ways
Blow infinite ways
Blow infinite ways
You blow infinite ways