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The key to her heart [a.m]
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I barely remember my harsh childhood ... But there is one thing that i can't forget ... That boy that stayed by my side when i needed someone to comfort me .... I don't remember his name .... Neither his face .... Just the golden lock that he gave me and promised 'When we grow up , and we meet you'll recognize me by the only key that can open your lock....'
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