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Dec 2013
Three crayons laid out
With no one in sight
Last time it was different
We had more at stake

There was more to this house
Something worth fighting for
There was more to me
Something worth living for

The day we came home
From the hospital cold
Inviting in our new guests
To share what we had
Dan
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Dan  CT
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