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The Love Collection


I used to feel like Cinderella, always the one left behind, always the one never taken to the ball. I was left all alone and afraid, sitting by the dying fire, thinking how I would love to fly, how I would escape on a big ship.
But time has broken my wings, I never flew anywhere, my boat has never left the port, the fire has died and I stayed again alone and cold.
But one day you came and your smile warmed my world. I'm the belle of the ball and my life with you is a long dance.

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