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You took his hand When you heard the call And left Perhaps He wanted you now So, he set you free Here I am burdened with times of sorrow And an undue grief You’ll dwell on thoughts For all joy and laughter Till we meet again.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
His call
You took his hand When you heard the call And left Perhaps He wanted you now So, he set you free Here I am burdened with times of sorrow And an undue grief You’ll dwell on thoughts For all joy and laughter Till we meet again.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
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