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Dalkeith's Next Top Model

Mother, Father, wherever you are,
Mother, Father, pray for me now,

Sometimes it’s like the silver coin of the moon
is tossed like alms for the poor
across the cold midnight sky

Richard, Judy, Big Brother, pray for me now…

I will not hide these little pants,
These new tits are my currency
(pray for me now)
I do not read. I have no money. I have no power.
I have been designed this way.
(It feels like they’re laughing, like they’re laughing at me)
To love, to not be hurt…
I have never questioned my crying. No-one ever asked me why.
(It feels like they’re laughing, like they’re laughing at me)

Sometimes it’s like the silver coin of the moon
is tossed like alms for the poor
across the cold midnight sky

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