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You call me selfish then who's your slave put this shovel in my hand got me digging my own grave Don't call me reckless i'm no fool get up off the edge of that high lying stool I'm only young mother dear why do you fear you should know now you can't keep a free bird near
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Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 6:49 AM UTC
Mother Dear
You call me selfish then who's your slave put this shovel in my hand got me digging my own grave Don't call me reckless i'm no fool get up off the edge of that high lying stool I'm only young mother dear why do you fear you should know now you can't keep a free bird near
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Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 6:49 AM UTC
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