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Arrows Arrows Arrows Arrows
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Jen: Staring at the sun Something has begun I can see we're aleady there
Staring at the sun Feeling all this love I can see we're already there
Gonna shoot my Golden Arrows Gonna shoot my Golden Arrows Gonna shoot my Golden Arrows Gonna shoot my Golden Arrows