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Dec 2015
On the last day of November rain from the sky fell  down on me
Soft as your tender touch just as refreshing
I'm grateful for the little and big things that you do
Did you ever notice the delight in my eyes when you walk into the room
I want to love you into the next two centuries
So glad you want to spend that time with me
When other people's dreams are tired and done
I want you as the only one
To share the laughter and the pain
Written by
victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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