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When I want to know something, I call someone from the explanation folks Strangers are my interpreters and my guides in the web Be my brother, my sister give me a real kiss 'We are family', we are birds of a feather, we fly together over the net that binds us to what we know : our golden rule Have Hand In Hand Trust in yourself and the things you do
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 6:27 AM UTC
Call for the owls
When I want to know something, I call someone from the explanation folks Strangers are my interpreters and my guides in the web Be my brother, my sister give me a real kiss 'We are family', we are birds of a feather, we fly together over the net that binds us to what we know : our golden rule Have Hand In Hand Trust in yourself and the things you do
For Maria Godschalk #5 "We are family" (1979, text Bernard Edwards, sung by Sister Sledge) Collection "Without reserve"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 6:27 AM UTC
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