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Jan 2017
Sweet was the taste when the end came...
but bitter was the ending.
In a life filled with laughter and Joy,
in the end only the wind cackled back.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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   Brian Foote
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