fiecare vulpe isi are planeta ei, unde traieste nestingherita de imblanzitura mangaietorului de trandafiri. fiecare mic print, are trandafirul lui. trandafirul isi are stapan. vulpea nu are nevoie de prieteni.
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You could be happy and i won't know
But you weren't happy the day i watched you go.
And all the things that i wish i had not said,
Are played in loops till it's madness in my head.
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You could be happy i hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
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Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think just do
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