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agnesdeer: tornar a sa terra
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agnesdeer: always mindful of that which was growing inside me
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agnesdeer: ¡alegría del vientre redondo bajo la camisa!
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agnesdeer: my mamma told me
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agnesdeer: summertime blues
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agnesdeer: time
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agnesdeer: as my mother and i approached the summer heat bore down on us
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agnesdeer: that afternoon my mother had brought me the roses
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agnesdeer: mama, mama, us want lemonade
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agnesdeer: mama fight the good fight
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agnesdeer: groovy like my mamma was
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agnesdeer: somebody who can be called on when you want something
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agnesdeer: "you were going to speak to me, mother"
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agnesdeer: "i can hear you, mother"
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agnesdeer: kiss my name mama in the afterglow
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agnesdeer: oh mama kiss my name
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agnesdeer: my mama told me there'd be lots of guys who look at me and start to makin' eyes
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agnesdeer: “well, what is it, mother?”
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agnesdeer: the icing on the cake
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agnesdeer: julie would be my first call
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agnesdeer: ja sé com s'escriu juliette
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agnesdeer: until you're in london
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agnesdeer: what happens when people in free countries don't have enough babies
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agnesdeer: i want a baby
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agnesdeer: the way a baby tastes its mother
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agnesdeer: i would go mad
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agnesdeer: as a baby in the blind
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agnesdeer: asleep like a baby
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agnesdeer: it's her and me
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agnesdeer: for today, i am a child