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Apr 2015
I remember you,
Gram-ma
I remember your calm
Even as you grew old,
Even with death in plain view,
You were Gram-ma
Relaxed, steady,
A pleasure to be around

I love you, Gram-ma
And I want a woman
Just like you
To call my own
Some Person
Written by
Some Person  Midwest
(Midwest)   
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