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May 2014
Mommy, I hurt.

Honey, I don't see any bruises...

It's
my heart,** Mommy.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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