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Jan 2016
If were mine the wings of a dove
   I'd fly into your heart and find the sweet love waiting there
       There would be no rivers nor mountains
     To hold me back from you
          Nothing could ever keep us apart
     My love for you is unending
         For your hand in marriage on bended  knees
I ask now, with no pretending
  Let me reach you on the wings of a dove
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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