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Nov 2016
Loving thoughts to remember,
tie a string around your finger
less you forget and to sadness
surrender.

What is fondly recalled grows
not old and never truly fades.
Our dance is done, yet never forgotten.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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