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I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone,
I don't need to be loved by you.
Fire in my lungs,
can't bite the devil on my tongue.
I don't need to be loved by youSee my lips on her mouth,
everybody's talking now.That I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone,
I don't need to be loved by you.🐇🐇
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Midnight Sky
Short Story{jefferson ff} Bridget Hare is a resident of Storybrooke, a town where all fairy tale characters are trapped in a curse created by the evil queen. She does not know she is trapped but her husband is well aware of the fate of his family and watches...