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by Iola May 1, 2006 category : Friendship, family / goodbye
Sad months behind you; But a life of love ahead. Tired of not being true; Enough of this butter and bread. Acing memories surround you; But prosperous times from now on! No more feelings of being blue; Your lonely nights are gone… Anxiety clouds over your spring; But fear is only a lie; Stand up and start to sing! Wave your old life goodbye…