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"Though I've never been

Through hell like that

I've closed enough windows

To know you can never look back

So if you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May you're past be the sound

Of you're feet upon the ground

Carry on...'

"You know you have a really pretty voice Rosie." I blushed a little. And by a little I mean my face turned bright pink.

"You sound beautiful yourself. Well pretty, or handsome. I don't know. You sing really great!" I didn't know how to describe what I ment. My face was flushed with a bright red. I could even feel the colour in my face.

"I know what you mean princess." He winked and walked back out.

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