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Each of these My three babies I will carry with me For myself I ask noone else will be Mother to these three And of course I'm like a wild horse But there's no other way I could be Water + feed Are not tods that I need For the thing that I've chosen to be In my soul My blood + my bones I have rapped your cold bodies around me The face on you The smell of you Will always be with me Each of these My three babies I was not willing to leave Thought I tried I blasphemed + denied I know they will be returned to me Each of these My babies Have brought you closer to me No longer made like a horse I'm still wild but not lost From the thing I've chosen to be And it's 'cos you've thrilled me Silended me Stilled me Proved things I never believed The face on you The smell of you Will allways be with me(repeat this verse)
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