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One night, I was walking
hopeless 

I remember this moment

when I was tired

and I was loved

I was tired
And I was loved

I thought I was empty
I thought I was done

And still

I had love
to give

And still

I am FILLED with love to give

I am filled with love to give
I am filled with love to give
I am filled with love to give
I am
filled
with love
to give

Britta B.

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