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Jun 2015
If I could see my baby
At least once, tonight,
As the weather:*  rainy,
Gives a chill, just right.
Oh, what I would give to just be told
He would never appear before my eyes;

**I hope he won't grow old...
I will miss singing his lullabies.
Nessa dieR
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Nessa dieR  F/N.L. Tamaulipas
(F/N.L. Tamaulipas)   
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