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Mar 2013
I shouldn't say I always
Felt the way I did
I've never been quite happy
Though, I've never been too sad
The times and trails passed me
I watched the way I always had
Until you came right behind me
Stole my heart and took my hand

If anyone is lis'ning
'Neath the moon of which we lay
I hope they hear the singing
Of the dove she chased away
For peace my heart may never know
I'd rather love my darling Crow
And when she dies I'll say it so
Our love's too deep, we both must go
Zac Sandri
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Zac Sandri  Wheaton, IL
(Wheaton, IL)   
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   lucy anne
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