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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-02-17 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | Oh Solitude! One day you will grow weary of me, Mother, why can't father read one of those jokes which send to sleep kids, Mother, why can't father look after me, how come his job kept him so busy so that it's too when he returns, to give me some hugs, Mother, where did father go, Father, will you come back tomorrow, Mother, would tomorrow bring dad back, Father, did you desert us, Leaving home to us, Home where we were tight-knit for the best and the worst, The worst contrasts sharply and seperates us in the end, Divided in two i got a half of you, but i still lack the other too, For a half of your kiss, i'll be safe all year long, For the new year i wished to have a full-time dad, for x-mas i got a part-time, Santa Claus Mother, how do you feel when a man holds you in his arms, prisoner or set free of your sorrow, We, men are we all the same kind, Women keep dreaming about the Kinds Where do the Kinds hide themselves, God why are they only few Goods Happiness island receive my prays and cries.
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