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I hurt like a kid playing in the dirt calling after a friend who had to leave You have to pet your heart softly back to health sing to it softly losing the tune till the song comes back Pruning the dry leaves trimming the dying non vital parts, A fortunate **** does better in the sun pamper yourself with healthy thoughts till health returns till new rains come sending confidence down to the roots back into the currents of life and strength returns.
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC
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I hurt like a kid playing in the dirt calling after a friend who had to leave You have to pet your heart softly back to health sing to it softly losing the tune till the song comes back Pruning the dry leaves trimming the dying non vital parts, A fortunate **** does better in the sun pamper yourself with healthy thoughts till health returns till new rains come sending confidence down to the roots back into the currents of life and strength returns.
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC
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