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I ask you, Lord, quiet at nightyou are my favorite from all the ills take care ...Let them not know sadness native eyes,Let shines only from a tear of joy, happiness ...Give them faith, hope ... of course, love.These strings of prayer whisper again and again ...You know, for them all ready to give ...And me-small ... just to live their hug ...
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