Dear Me
Dear me, Dear me
Be weary, aware
Not care so much
stay out a little later
Let the smooth night cover your blush
let the stars whisper happiness
and the wind hold your hand
Dear me, Dear me
Let him make you happy
Fear means failure
and hope dies with anger
Tears will fade,
Dear me, dear me
Let not the sorrows of this life
grow into manifestation
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