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Day in and day out,
My heart precious and so very tender. I'm so young and very mild. All the childish things we do and say, How can i say that i love you? I can't feel love for you, When i don't know what i feel for myself. For now, i'm not yet serious, To make a comitment that involves love. For today, i'm not insane, I'm just to young, To feel love that way.
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