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Nov 2013
come ,behold not my flaws or ocasionle sadness doubt impatience with others, even yourself,but see my blind eye to fear, that time will steal you away from me. know that the puzzle of living I have not  yet completely solved,nor understand ,I desire  your love help to ponder what yet might come.can we not face all the joys tears fears ,united in trust ,both strong together and apart,long before the final dying day.
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
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