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Dec 2014
Lights on, search lights on to find what I need.

Look, look even in a book,
Not there wont you have a look.

Lost but not found taken by sum crook,
When it was what it was I often took a look.
                                                           ­                               My eyes filled with tears memories,

Passed thru hand an hand the picture of you was what they took.
Precious memories even in a photo a picture says many words.
Fredrick Fannin
Written by
Fredrick Fannin  Fort Worth, Texas
(Fort Worth, Texas)   
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   Earl Jane, J M Surgent, --- and unknown
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