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when i talk about my life there is the grandiose and pathos there is the depths of song the tragedy of the lost word.. i say i can see the way in silence when there is too much if.. but other than that gain is loss one consider´s just might be.. (this i think is understood by of all the sparrows but i will not stand for their nonsense i tell them naughty ones-) it is my life..and for me to say no better or worse than anybodys´ when i remember it is my heart- how the f do you know how i felt..
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
when i talk about my life..
when i talk about my life there is the grandiose and pathos there is the depths of song the tragedy of the lost word.. i say i can see the way in silence when there is too much if.. but other than that gain is loss one consider´s just might be.. (this i think is understood by of all the sparrows but i will not stand for their nonsense i tell them naughty ones-) it is my life..and for me to say no better or worse than anybodys´ when i remember it is my heart- how the f do you know how i felt..
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
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