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Apple Doesn't Fall Far From The Tree
Tender is the touch of my mother's skin Heavy is the weight of my father's sin Rough is the graze of their hands Meek is my voice, unable to stand Tired  are the ears
Apple Doesn't Fall Far From The Tree
Tender is the touch of my mother's skin Heavy is the weight of my father's sin Rough is the graze of their hands Meek is my voice, unable to stand Tired  are the ears
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