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May 2017
When you come to your senses
Call me
It's not a negotiation
Loving me is not that hard
It's loving yourself that matters
Chasing fulfillment is like running away
People are unhappy in Paris
We can be happy
We're no longer twenty
We've seen more than we care to share
But the game is over
The living has begun
I wonder if you know the difference
Between being a prize or a gift
Equality is not as easy as you thought
Especially for a princess who can't let go
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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