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Fondest Farewell

Ere break of day and dawns caress Till sunset lays our cares to rest We march and toil to gain what's true With burdens many, respites few And labor on with hope that may In some small measure light the way Of those dear ones in times accord Who carry close the treasured word Our presence left in some small part Indelibly writ upon the heart

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