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Nov 2017
I like to look behind me
And to gaze at all of done
And to find I've left a shadow
And to remember all the fun

As bright as my life
And as dark as my shadow
And as my shadow follows me
And as I see it grow

My shadow comes hungry
And I feed it all my sins
And I now look at my shadow
And I seem to see me
Dirty Word
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     Crandall Branch and Keith Wilson
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