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Nov 2011
I hear your back in town,
Right down the street,
I wonder when we'll meet,
If when you see me you'll speak,
Our love ran deep,
But now we just weep,
At the thought of the past,
We thought it would last,
I was sure of it,
cause you were the benefit.
R A Sanders
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