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Feelings |
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As the snow falls
from the sky it melts as heart melts with it. And though the cold wind kisses my face, the beats of my heart begin to race. I sing myself a lullaby to ease my tears and try not to cry. For in my heart I say goodbye while my outside is so shy. But deep inside I feel to cry so I sing myself a lullaby. |
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