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Feb 2015
It is tender ,
It is cold ,
It is jaded ,
It is old,
It is foolish,
It is wise,
It is disguised,
It is blind,
It is kind,
It is my heart and though it is bittersweet,
it is mine.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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