A New Woman
takes more
It takes more.
Do you know for sure.
This life is pure.
All pain and no cure.
So bite the poor.
You know but tight the mature.
I feel so secure.
So leave me to feel assure.
Do you know for sure.
This life is pure.
All pain and no cure.
So bite the poor.
You know but tight the mature.
I feel so secure.
So leave me to feel assure.
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