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Chanting her name
I get up from bed
Walk down the stairs
Feeling a little sad
For she has promised
To come at dawn
And give me a kiss
Before rising of the sun
I will be too happy
Taking her in my arm
To save her from cold
And keep her warm
But I do not see her
Tears roll down my eyes
Fall on bed as a log
And as a child I do cry
@Tiku 02/06/2015
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