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Mar 2020
Once again he sat alone
No one to love and no one to hold
He sat there alone on that rainy day
He sat there alone when he heard someone say
“Don’t sit there feeling forlorn.
For since you have no one to hold
Then you have no one to morn
For my loved one has passed
And I sit here... torn”
he sat there less alone
Some one to love and someone to hold
They sat together on that rainy day
They sat there together, together they lay
Written by
Dillion Felder  122/My house I never leave
(122/My house I never leave)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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