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Once You've Chosen A Man, Don't Try To Change Him', I Wrote With More Confidence. 'it Can't Be Done. More Important-don't Let Him Try To Change You.

Home Is The Place Where They Have To Take You In

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D'ye Think I Don't Know?" He Asked Softly. "it's Me That Has The Easy Part Now. For If Ye Feel For Me As I Do For You-then I'm Asking You To Tear Out Your Heart And Live Without It.