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Wednesday

First Love


Every breathe that escapes my lips
There is a sweet thought of you,And every heart beat
That brings me precious lifeCaresses a memory of you.
Each tear shed from my heart,
For the distance between us
I would cry a million times over.
For every moment and memory
That I share with you,
Is worth a tear!

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