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Your voice was a sweet lullaby in the night Your hands were soft as an angels feathers Your hair as blue as the ocean You made me strong and made me weak I only needed you to tell me everything was going to be okay You were my escape
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 1:27 AM UTC
Escape
Your voice was a sweet lullaby in the night Your hands were soft as an angels feathers Your hair as blue as the ocean You made me strong and made me weak I only needed you to tell me everything was going to be okay You were my escape
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 1:27 AM UTC
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