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Mar 2020
I put my heart into a box
Then wrapped the box with ribbon
Your address was then wrote on it
And to the post office it was given

It boarded a van in Manchester
Then on an aeroplane it went for a ride
Along with a clear instruction
This parcel is fragile inside

You opened it on your birthday
And tears flowed from your eyes
You may be thousands of miles away
But love just never dies
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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