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Dec 2018
Do not visit me here by day light
Turn up wrapped in haze at night
See, I never ever forget
Holding you dear in my heart
Once the night gives up next time
I shall  feel like summertime
With at heart a spell sublime
Forever sweet and buried out of sight
Visit my dreams, sometimes
Written by
Marilyn Jean
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   Grace
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