Someday we'll meet again. And away to his castle we'll go. To be happy forever I know. Someday when spring is here. We'll find her love anew. And the birds will sing and wedding bells will ring. Someday when my dreams come true.
"It’s just something that happens as you grow up. Yourealize it’s less important to have more friends and it’s more important to havereal ones."
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