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My Becoming
As I take off and run
In the midnight sun
My hair catches the breeze
She is whispering at me through the trees
She is always talking to me
When will you decide to be free
Break those chains child
You're meant to be wild
So come dance underneath me naked thus night
And become the person you have always wanted to be
In the midnight sun
My hair catches the breeze
She is whispering at me through the trees
She is always talking to me
When will you decide to be free
Break those chains child
You're meant to be wild
So come dance underneath me naked thus night
And become the person you have always wanted to be
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