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I stepped to the door and gave a hard knock
who's there came a voice through the crack in the glass
I answered it's me though I knew not the voice
the door slowly opened and I stepped inside
The place was a mess and the man looked at me
is that you he said as I smlied yes it's me
I walked inside looking at povertys rest
the boy wondered who was this strange looking man
Your uncle is here to talk to you son
I grasped hold his hand and I asked him to come
We went to the diner and he ate and he ate
we went to the store and bought shoes for his feet
He spoke somewhat softly and carried a smile
he don't understand what he gave me that day
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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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