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👤 Wtm ganteng

👤 Hi Norbury. Please remind your Anna, someone out here misses her

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👤 nobuyi kapan opgate lagii

👤 wtm imut

👤 wtm talented

👤 wtm bluun

👤 spill apa tadi eh gimana

👤 spill harvey

👤 haumnya apa kabar?

👤 Spill besan norbs

👤 Wtm asbun

👤 Spill maniak sfs

👤 spill taesan nyaa

👤 Spill tom&jerry

👤 Top 5 muselessnya norbury

👤 Spill yang jomblo

👤 Spill sarangnya in 1 word

👤 spill kya norburyny!!!

👤 Spill gua (Harvey)

👤 spill bulet bulet

👤 spill nyang gemoy

👤 Spill yang loyoan

👤 wtm kayak bokem

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👤 Spill yang paling aktivis

👤 Wtm alay

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Long time no greet, Norbies, but, I just want to make sure that you still remember that I love my family very deeply, there are songs that just hit different, and “Make You Feel My Love” is one of those eternal tracks for me. Every time it drifts through a room, it carries me straight back to you, my kids, and my younger siblings, like a little emotional time machine. It’s wild how a melody can summon a whole universe of memories, tiny hands tugging at my sleeve, goofy laughter echoing down the hallway, and those quiet, golden moments when simply being together felt like magic. When I hear the line “I’d go hungry, I’d go black and blue,” it always lands right in the center of my chest. It’s raw, it’s real, and it reminds me exactly how fiercely I love them. That lyric is like a promise carved into the air, that I’d weather anything, even the messy or unglamorous parts of life, just to make sure you’re safe and wrapped in something real and steady. This song feels like our little keepsake, our secret soundtrack. It holds the memories of long car rides where we sang off-key on purpose, those late-night talks that drifted into silliness, and the soft, fragile moments when you needed someone to listen, to hold you, or just to sit in your orbit until things felt okay again. It’s a scrapbook in sound, full of sweetness, chaos, and all the love I’ll never run out of. I proudly show you, “Make You feel My Love” for my babbies.

Finally, after some time. 🩶