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Jan 2014
You don't judge, don't yell, don't speak mean
It makes me feelย ย humbly , and you stay by me.
I drop myself, deep in the mud
you worry sick, and I'm afraid
came back, be brave
it's all I hear
it comes from you
my friend... darling.
Cristina
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Cristina  32/F/where I belong
(32/F/where I belong)   
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