[ Oh child Child you are singing the song of her heart Kitty feels a recognition of those thoughts so strongly it practically feels like a throb going through her. She might have written those words herself. ]
Or making others pay. But someone suffers for ignorance. One way or another, it always comes around. I know.
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Child you are singing the song of her heart
Kitty feels a recognition of those thoughts so strongly it practically feels like a throb going through her. She might have written those words herself. ]
Or making others pay. But someone suffers for ignorance. One way or another, it always comes around. I know.
I didn't introduce myself, by the way. I'm Kitty.