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by

Hank Lane

i was standing there the night she went away,
a tear ran down her cheek and as it dried it seemed to say,
i love you in a special way - you know i always will,
as the angles came and got her, i felt a cold hard chill.

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by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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