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The Image Of Love There is a photograph of you taken thirty years ago my how does time fly But each time I awaken I still see that image when I look into your eyes The flame of love still bright your arms still comfort me and with each kiss a renewed exstacy for you are my angel My dream that has come true and if we live a hundred years I will still feel this way, about you TEA BV 5-20-00 |
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