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October 27, 2013
When loves first harvest they were reaping
and tender heartbeats started leaping,
little did they know what memories
would always be theirs for the keeping.
Now only silent tears come creeping,
caused by internal weeping.
A sudden thought of times gone by,
when side by side, they were sleeping.
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