| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I was out in the cold I was soaked to the skin I needed a home And your heart took me in Then I heard all the lies and I lost my belief You threw away my hope and you called me a thief So you have decided to set me free I am out of jail but you have still got the key There was a time when I thought you respected me But somehow you always suspected me Once a thief Always a suspect Once a
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