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lesson learned
Into the flames i place the book.
Of memories past i must not look.
Yes it is the one you gave to me.
The pages voice i cannot see.
As i sit and watch the paper burn.
I am grateful for the lesson learned.
Of memories past i must not look.
Yes it is the one you gave to me.
The pages voice i cannot see.
As i sit and watch the paper burn.
I am grateful for the lesson learned.
Published 29th Aug 2013
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