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Nov 2012
I remember we used to be happy
And smile in each others company

You would put me on your shoulders
And I felt like I could move boulders

You had my trust, as you should
You were my Robin Hood.

But you stole from the poor and gave to the rich.
Maybe you  shouldn't have ditched.
Written by
Caroline B
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