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Dec 2017
He wasn't the most handsome man in the world
Or the richest
But when I'd put Nana' s lipstick on
And kiss the top of his bald head before he went to work
He would come home after a long day
Still wearing those kisses
Written by
Krista DelleFemine  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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