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Jun 2013
You'll be a queen of heaven now and sit with the angles.
No more pain.
No more games.
No more trying.
Nor more crying.
Do you want to learn to fly?
All you have to do is try.
Take the jump,
go ahead and try, you won't cry.
Your throat won't have that lump.
Take the jump.
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