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Apr 2014
Wish I could go back to those days
Where nothing mattered
I was who I am
My innocence wasn't tattered

I didn't care about how I looked
What I wore
Who I was
I never swore

My mom could cradle me in her arms
Comfort me and tell me it's okay
It was all so simple
But hey, that was back in the day

        -Beth M
Albero Centrale
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Albero Centrale
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