Listen, there is this little child in me, crying sometimes, wants to break free. I accepted my child, learned a lot about love, now we are friends, two souls in one, together both.
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Listen, there is this little child in me, crying sometimes, wants to break free. I accepted my child, learned a lot about love, now we are friends, two souls in one, together both.
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