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It was but a forenight and a year or two we traveled so many journeys that brought me straight to you... the day was long and yearning tears had built the soul, but with no relief until the day I saw your face and you felt my love... Kisses were exchanged as I drifted away, but your sweet words kept me by your side... Darling, it was a year or two it was my heart that cried it was the time I sinned to make you one of mine... Dreams have drifted back and forth what might have been, are reckoned truth be told. its silver songs that made me love again.... But darling, there you are smiling once again offering hope where hope was always hiding me....
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
MY JOURNEY INTO YOUR ARMS
It was but a forenight and a year or two we traveled so many journeys that brought me straight to you... the day was long and yearning tears had built the soul, but with no relief until the day I saw your face and you felt my love... Kisses were exchanged as I drifted away, but your sweet words kept me by your side... Darling, it was a year or two it was my heart that cried it was the time I sinned to make you one of mine... Dreams have drifted back and forth what might have been, are reckoned truth be told. its silver songs that made me love again.... But darling, there you are smiling once again offering hope where hope was always hiding me....
deborah-brooks-langford
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
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