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When I was young

When I was young
I stood in sorrow
And thought that’s where I had to grow
So there I stayed
Till the winds of change blew me away
Now I have brighter days
Storms are fewer and far between
So here I’ll stay
With hope and love springing around me
And my very own found family
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