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May 2022
When I was young I dreamed of love
Who would she be?
When would she arrive?
Where would we meet?

As I grew older my hopes did smolder
But I carried on
I had many lovers
But never discovered
The one who would be the one

The years rolled by
The tears did not dry
Where oh where could she be?
Unsatisfied, I still tried to believe
She would come to me

This is a story that has no end
For now she is with me
We got together
Iā€™m talking forever
This I know and believe

Yes, dreams and wishes come true
Before you know it tomorrows become yesterdays
And everything turns out OK
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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