The angel
No one can change you
No one same with you
No one can call you like me do to
you
Your
face
Your
hand
Your
pray, it just poor for me
Mother
you are my angle
a drop of water in the desert
I’m your child who just wants
your love
Your caring and your
understanding
Let
me call you my angle
Ooh
mother… you’re real my angles love
The
meaning of friendship
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