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Little tells Justify large tales Oh, sister dear We couldn't go east For I was being hunted Even at that very moment In our mothers presence Sorry if you were upset. Unsure of how to explain You know she worries so much for us
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Mar 3, 2010
Mar 3, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
You Are Who I Value Most.
Little tells Justify large tales Oh, sister dear We couldn't go east For I was being hunted Even at that very moment In our mothers presence Sorry if you were upset. Unsure of how to explain You know she worries so much for us
east,hunted,mother
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Mar 3, 2010
Mar 3, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
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