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Aretha and George

March 24th, 2012 | Posted by Jess in Kärlek.




When the river was deep,

I didn’t falter.

When the mountain was high,

I still believed.

When the valley was low,

It didn’t stop me, no no.

I knew you were waiting,

I knew you were waiting for me.




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