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Apr 2015
~                      Where have they gone
                When you wake in the morning
         Forgetting they are lost to me as i am lost
                   Only ghosts and memories
               Picking fragments from the sand
       Trying to remember who i might have been
                   I know there will be dreams
                  Even though they have gone
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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