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GOD THE MOTHER?
The Playground
In the playground
We run from this to that
We go up and down
back and forth
Mother watches that we don’t fall
and picks us up
We meet and play
With new and old friends
We go up and down
back and forth
Mother watches that we don’t fall
and picks us up
Time passes quickly
Mother watches that we don’t fall
and we pick her up
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