I was born
Under a sky of grass
In the springtime of my mother's heart
You were born
During a storm
The lightening still shakes your soul
You came to me with open hands
And I filled them when no one was looking.
I was born
Under a sky of grass
In the springtime of my mother's heart
You were born
During a storm
The lightening still shakes your soul
You came to me with open hands
And I filled them when no one was looking.
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