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*In the Sun*
The gift of Sight
This is my Curse
To See what I See
Fills me with much Love & hurt
Alone I Feel
Waiting on my One
Sitting by my self in the Sun
Days go by
Counting them One by One
Nothing I can Do
Theres nowhere to Run..
This is my Curse
To See what I See
Fills me with much Love & hurt
Alone I Feel
Waiting on my One
Sitting by my self in the Sun
Days go by
Counting them One by One
Nothing I can Do
Theres nowhere to Run..
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