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Huling na-publish Sun, Nov 3, 2013
if tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
i’d walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again
but memories are just memories
and tears are just tears
and so i will miss you through the years
because without your smile or your laugh
it’s too much pain to carry on.
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