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Nov 2018
lord
my soul
still
tide to
them
trees
where
every lynching
that
would be
and
blue daffodils
as
far as the eyes
could see
but
up yonder
lord
we
made it through
both
you and me
Written by
Stu Harley
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   JDL and Neva Flores Varga Smith
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