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Oct 2014
If the sun refused to shine
And the moon became the sun
Would you ask your friend
Marry Me? for you were afraid of one
Or stay this way one more day
To see the clouds of gray
Tomorrow's sun might show it's head
Before the day is dead
Written by
Clara Rieber  Huntsville, Al
(Huntsville, Al)   
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