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Precious One

I Knew you when you were very young Big blue eyes and rosy cheeks Long to walk and ride a bike More precious you were to become Bullied you were almost every day Those blue eyes would turn sad Your father left on such a day More precious you were to become A sad young man you became Those blue eyes held bitterness You became a husband and a dad More precious you were to become I knew you when you were very young You were my son And for all of my life More precious you were to become

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