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A Wife

Ah the single life, so very sweet, as lively as dancing feet. Always moving, learning, meeting rushing, loving, greeting. New happenings most every day If I must go then what a way. Ah, hindsight, what a gift as valuable as time is swift. For I recall that single life and what I needed most....a wife.
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wayne-h-colegate
77 / M / Canadian
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Sep 26, 2012
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Copyright Protected.....Wayne H. Colegate- From Reflections On Gravestones and Satin Sheets

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