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Three Little Kittens

 We were born from a young mother

She licked at us and smother

We can't open our eyes until the end

We can't see our mother until the end


We're sorry for leaving her too soon

Our bodies fade away like balloons

But our souls always by her side like a moon

Mother, please wait for us in the afternoon


Now, we are in heaven

With beautiful seven-eleven

We will wait for you here

Hope someday you will appear

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