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I feel that myself
is nothing more than pictures on a shelf No longer shall I be meek words are quiet and silence speaks Flowers fragrance only a fling don't know if it means something Every day is always new when I'm thinking angel blue Sometimes when I feel just fine mine and yours- our worlds entwine I wonder if it's just me but it's the only way I want to be.
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