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I could ask for a lot I could cry and shout your dedication your motivation   a little of your time thatś all iḿ asking for nothing more just please hear me out  
He puts his hand upon me, 
Looking through the lens of my childhood self ...the world was iridescent It had knowledge shining from all corners of the world And each day more wisdom was gained by me, this little girl.
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