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Sep 2013
I lift my  arms high in praise to heaven having found you down here for my own.love has made me stronger and so much better I could never have faced each battle or won every victory on my own .so wear a purple ribbon as a sign of togatherness  in your hair my fair one and when sweet slumber comes as night desends  in that spirit of contentment know that i'll  always be faithfully there.
Written by
victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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