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Oct 2015
Grow old with me for the best in us is yet to be.
Walk with me, close by my side, not in front or steps behind.
Hold my hand when you feel afraid, I'll embrace you tight until dangers passed.
Watch the lines grow upon my face, watch my hair turn silver grey.
Look for me when you open your eyes, know I'll always be at your side.
But most of all when our time is done, when our days are short and our lives have run.  Know in all I've said and done that for me you were the only one.
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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