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Oct 2014
A chance to thrill to someone new. Getting older each day that comes
When their's really nothing you can do. The chance for love left with
With that last romance. Disappeared like sand in the hour glass.
Longing to hear someone whisper I love you. Loving to hear someone
Say I care. Before you leave here. Want someone to say you're needed
So much. And that they will always be right there.
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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