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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

the future not ours to see .

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be

Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see

Que sera, sera
What will be, will be


hurmm afraid to know the future is good or not. haiss :|

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