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Dont talk of love,
But Ive heard the words before;
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Odödlig musik, det tycker vi om.
En sak till, min klass är fin.
But Ive heard the words before;
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am an island.
Annons
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