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Nov 2017
I knew the pain
  She would feel today
When I whispered to her
  There can be change
The fight to step high
  Might be a reach
Now my babe
   See her relaxed asleep
To my oldest daughter Sheri thank you for letting me be me
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Miss Me  50/F/Texas
(50/F/Texas)   
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