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An edit of a quote I made
bought it back up from the grave
The words I took gave me new thread
even though the words were dead
I post, reply, and then your gone
you say how are you doing hon
The profile of a pm dinner
Makes me feel like I'm a winner
I search for my new buddy clover
even though I know it's over
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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