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RE: Musing Posts
I have a pair of eyes ... But I can't always see you ...
I have a pair of hands ... But I can't always protect you ...
But I have a heart ... Who always prays for you ...
I always try not to cry in front of you ..
Because every item that falls is only more reminiscent of how I can't let you go
Loving is a precious thing for me