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Pretty Face Young Mind Wander... Wander free she's wandered too far and can't find her way home so she walks step after step smiling her sweet smile she walks home. Passing people Strangers she knows step after step she walks home i take her by the hand it's been a while. she's grown so much she walked me home she wouldn't tell any one but she was walking in the dark walking home She's a woman herself now no longer free stuck walking home when she was a child, it was a fun thing but now it's a terrifying experience walking in the twilight of her life not home since morning but still She walks home Older, Wiser, Braver, Bolder, the old woman walked me home and i asked her to step in into my home, and i seen the little girl, pretty face, older mind, She made it home
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
Walk Home
Pretty Face Young Mind Wander... Wander free she's wandered too far and can't find her way home so she walks step after step smiling her sweet smile she walks home. Passing people Strangers she knows step after step she walks home i take her by the hand it's been a while. she's grown so much she walked me home she wouldn't tell any one but she was walking in the dark walking home She's a woman herself now no longer free stuck walking home when she was a child, it was a fun thing but now it's a terrifying experience walking in the twilight of her life not home since morning but still She walks home Older, Wiser, Braver, Bolder, the old woman walked me home and i asked her to step in into my home, and i seen the little girl, pretty face, older mind, She made it home
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
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