Didn't they see me—in the corner curled?
In this vast world, a solitary pearl.
Yearning for love—a verdant bed to thrive.
Underneath the sky—the will to be alive.
Didn't they see me—in the corner curled?
In this vast world, a solitary pearl.
Yearning for love—a verdant bed to thrive.
Underneath the sky—the will to be alive.
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