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Dana
Stricken her legs to walk no more,
yet happy as ever with no remorse.
Time comes still when im without her,
But with her my day becomes a blur.
Beautiful as flowers in spring,
I bet she is why all the birds sing.
Sweet as honey from a million bees,
It took me this long but now I see.
That such beauty could only come from HE,
That God sent an angel just for me.
yet happy as ever with no remorse.
Time comes still when im without her,
But with her my day becomes a blur.
Beautiful as flowers in spring,
I bet she is why all the birds sing.
Sweet as honey from a million bees,
It took me this long but now I see.
That such beauty could only come from HE,
That God sent an angel just for me.
Published 23rd Apr 2011
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