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Divorce was always an ugly word.My parents got a divorce when I was 3 And all I could see growing up Was how much They resented each other. And I couldn't help but wonder Why they got married in the first place. What possessed them to take the plu
My Little Kingdom   I lived with my mother and father In the blossoming country of England The air was always crisp and soft
Since a little girl  I've wanted to walk in your shoes Yes The big black ones I always wore your clothes When you were out to sea And home with me You told me that you loved me
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