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I have held the hands of an elder and felt the years drift bye. My burdens been carried by a thoughtfull few and
together we soared the skies. Have you seen the soaring eagle or listened to its cry. I have held your hand in
mine and knew lonelyness as a lie.
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I was taking the chance that you'd be at home and in the pouring rain I stood out side your door. Wondering what I was
doing it for? Must be your love keeps me comming back for more. Thats the gamble I take in life it's like playing the
lottery on a Saterday night. Risking your affections in order to win, look at the condition I 'm in.
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