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6d
I gave her my heart
Whilst the leaves were green

As if it were softly, silently
In a dream

But when I awoke
No dream did I see

I knew then that love
Would not let me be
springlove, unrequited
Michael McNaughton
Written by
Michael McNaughton  59/M/Weston-super-Mare
(59/M/Weston-super-Mare)   
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     S R Mats, SiouxF, jonathan and Pax
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