.Sitting close, under hush of mother told me
We're not waiver
We load you on cities too much
It is too
Take this cross
Somehow I'm lost without my anchor
Cut this rope I never wash
I am sunk with out this anchor>
Now I'm struck with the beauty of this favor
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