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Enough

Enough: The wind outside cannot touch my Heaven, I’m protected by the walls that keep the cold at bay, In my house I can stand on my own two feet I can climb up the trees in my garden, I can watch as the sunshine falls, In my hands there’s a book for me to read I am done with love, What I have is enough… For me I am done with love, What I have is enough… For me I can sit on my box, turned armchair, And watch in awe as the seasons change, In my hand there’s a book for me to read In a book I can fly to the Heavens, In a book I can swim the deepest sea, In a book I am free… And that is enough… For me

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