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Jan 2015
The sound of your voice .. goes in one ear out the other and back again. The words you speak leave me weak and that's when I come to think I just want you near. Your voice to me is treasure,
I will always keep in mind.
Humblebee
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Humblebee  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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     Jamie King and Ariel Baptista
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