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Oh, liberation, comes in whatever form to save me I am burdened, and then the whisper comes You whisper in the breeze Whispers that I'm needing Quiet words, soothe the hurt,whisperer
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 4:43 PM UTC
Whisperer
Oh, liberation, comes in whatever form to save me I am burdened, and then the whisper comes You whisper in the breeze Whispers that I'm needing Quiet words, soothe the hurt,whisperer
soothing words
joy-nteh
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 4:43 PM UTC
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