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Do you hear me whispear did you read the one last letter i was just a little girl. had no idea , just thoughts of glum running in my head. i had the stereo up late last summer. dont start, i told you a story a quick testimony of my heart listen closly, God designed you. run open wide dont look back cause someday you look and find that i was a friend. ment no harm.

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