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Cliff-Face
Little girl, little girl
where do you hide?
One named vanity, one named pride.
Little boy, little boy
where do you run?
Straight off a cliff for the deeds you have done.
where do you hide?
One named vanity, one named pride.
Little boy, little boy
where do you run?
Straight off a cliff for the deeds you have done.
Published 27th Mar 2012
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