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When Fabienne plays the harmonica In that gently abiding way My head turns ever so slight with memory And my eyes gleam anew with river sheen Walking down a path called contentment I smile, and for a moment stay
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Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 2:18 PM UTC
We Were Eighteen