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Mar 2015
Remembering the days that go by
Oh man don't they fly
Sooner or later you'll be told
Eventually that you're getting old
Maybe most people don't realize
Anything really about being alive
Reality is that you're my mom
Young at heart and always strong
R.O.S.E.M.A.R.Y
JD
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