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May 2012
Good morning, my love, how sweet is the sun?
Good morning, my heart, can you hear the sound?
It's the song of the gifted, a song of the loved.
It's the sound of true freedom, a song from above.
So listen intently and remember what's true,
For someday the song will be silence to you.
Lydia E
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Lydia E  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   --- and Ahmad Cox
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