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These Songs
I don't want these songs to be about you, daughter
They speak of our ways and days, but you should not suffer
So find your heart in the sky and never ask why
Fly, fly, look the world over and settle on your mountain
We will come to you and sing your own songs
Wait for us
(c) 2008 S Sarkozy-Banoczy (26 Dec)
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