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Decided to leave my past years to the gods,
It wouldn't be fair and it wouldn't be right,
To choose myself to be the judge
I learnt to keep my mouth shut and I tried to understand,
That you must have a good heart, if you could win,
my mother's hand
I'm sorry mother, there must be another reason,
I'm sorry mother, but now we are done
She was caught in the middle, wanted to save her from wars,
So I started to live for the day, I could move my life outdoors
The distance buried my thoughts of revenge
It was a relief to think of you as a friend
Now it occurs to me, how we have changed
Since I've grown up, it suddenly stopped
I'm sorry mother, there must be another reason,
I'm sorry mother, but now we are done
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