Granny, it s my pray
Remember your smile in the air
Taste of your dinner
And words from your wooden chair
I am again and again in your house
High energy, give me a power
To not stay on my knees
Believe in this piece
That still perceive from your home
That must make me stronger than I was
Do not let me down
Do not allow feelings overweight brain
Do not a moment loose my full-grown
Granny, It’s my pray
Nobody can trust
The thing that I have already grasped
Listen to my inner core
your moleculars which are made from
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