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I love the people 'Specially the helpless ones I cried real hard When you fell off your bike What's a miss like me doing Hoisting little round ones? How can such a hōre Have a place in this world? When there isn't even a place In her own home.
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Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 11:19 PM UTC
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I love the people 'Specially the helpless ones I cried real hard When you fell off your bike What's a miss like me doing Hoisting little round ones? How can such a hōre Have a place in this world? When there isn't even a place In her own home.
How can anybody have a place in this world when they don't even have a place in any one person's life?
isabela-ramos
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Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 11:19 PM UTC
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