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| 417. Just Me I felt the wind upon my face Its touch reminded me of my wife So light and yet so constant The true love of my life My years have been filled with wonder Although times have been good and bad While not as wealthy as others For my special riches I am very glad I’ve been blessed with more than gold From children to material things My memories are filled with hope and joy And all the enchantment happiness brings Like the wind my life flows by Days ranging from gentle to angry I thank God for my being alive Living life as just me |
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