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Jun 2018
Aspiring
     To hope for you less
     To pray for you more
And…
     To take your name off the page that hangs
     Politely behind my former door
Aspiring is the word once more
Talking sweet to the queen -- Wishing I was riding with the jacks
Walking proud and lonesome now -- Oh I'm yearning for the pack
But I'd never say "I love you, " dear -- Just to hear you say it back
Colm
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Colm
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