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At this moment the life I lived is no longer a part of me
Back when I scraped my knees coming down a tree
And all of those times when you used to see
It was quite an embarrassment when you laughed
Not my tree climbing skills, but our relationship I wanted to craft
But I felt as though, to you I was a joke
My shame I wanted to dry after a long soak
I put more pressure on myself than neccessary
Didn't know that inside of you, feelings for me you carried
It wasn't until we got older that we got married





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