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A Song for my Sally

In the meadow,
I feel the wind.
Beneath the shadow,
Of two mountain twins.
In the valley,
Long forgotten,
I see my Sally,
Her hair like cotton.                  

I wish she'd see me
But I ask too much,
She's only a ghost,
That I fear to touch.
So my strength to rally,
And I try to be brave.    
I sing to my Sally,
As I sit by her grave.
Written by Graham
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