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May 2015
Reflecting patterns from sun on shade
Reflect on life and the choices we've made
Remember times in youths glade
And as it passed adults it made
As the lights pass from the days
we return to the ground we've laid
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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