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Feb 2016
She said, I just want to see you.
He said, That can not be for this life of truckin is the only way for me.
She said, I just want to hold you.
He said, The life of a truck driver is all I'll be.
She said, You know I miss you.
He said, You know I can't come home for this life of truckin is all I know.
She said, I'll wait for you until you're ready for me.
He said, The road in front of me is all I see!!
Written for a great guy named Duane
Regina Ann Conner-Bell
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Regina Ann Conner-Bell  Midlothian, TX
(Midlothian, TX)   
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