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Aug 2019
There are too many people out there who will take advantage of our kindness
We won’t settle down until we meet someone who calls us “your highness”
They’ll know what it takes
They’ll calm the lakes behind our eyes
Never blame you for the times that you cry
We won’t have to be high to have a good time
These are lessons we all learn
For some of us, it’s a slow churn
Written by
Bec  25/F/Indiana
(25/F/Indiana)   
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