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carefree


we all love the illusions, they fascinate us more and dreams are more beautiful, everybody knows just ask a boy who's seen a magic show and built up dreams of his own i hate to be...... a slave of needs the angel says... its a part of me the devil knows... i can't be free i hate to be...... a slave of needs and when i make you smile.... don't you want it again? so let me tell you something my friend, you can break your heart when fallin' in love but it wrecked my soul, to grow up in this world i hate to be...... a slave of needs i hate to see...... a slave of needs but i've got a control over me i'm carefree.... Aasmi, ask me..... i'm carefree...
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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