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Oct 2010
softer

the footsteps are heard...then fade

wiser

many the sorrowful days
we tended to the true

and were saved

dance with me child
the wars rage

dance with we child

please

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open the door
open the door
open the door

i shall meet you in the street
Written by
jeffrey robin
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