Our Dying Day
R Ray Hansell
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You take me into your arms
You gently kiss my lips
When you go away
It's you I always miss
The way that you caress my face
The way you run your fingers through my hair
Your silent way of telling me
How much you really care
I hope that you and I
Can always stay this way
Living life in love
Until our dying day
2-15-19/RjH
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