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Dead Friends Phone Number

Dead number number dead O’ dead number number o’ dead The number still there there still the number Touch away gone the number away number the touch gone Countenance once more to feel her once more her countenance to feel Life’s once she's now just my dream dream life’s now she's just my once

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/6/2013 11:20:00 AM
It sounds like a sad story. I do hate to lose friends. The continuous lesson is that life is short.
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Date: 10/5/2013 5:10:00 PM
i stil have the cell numbers of some people who have passed on or went astray in my memory card... i get that squeaky feel...fascinating wordplay with a snensitive message...life goes on; greeat work, nigel.. thanks for coming by ..:) huggs
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