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I find these days my pleasures few. As your leaving has struck me down. My heart cannot start anew. I find these days, my pleasures few. I find me searching for a truth. Since they placed you in the ground. I find, these days my pleasures few. As your leaving has struck me down.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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