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Back in time
No hair receding
Your HARVEST plays
I learn some songs

There at sixteen
In hippie daze
Hitching across Northwest to dust bowl
My long hair streaming with strength

Your brown long hair above dark eyes
How I wanted to be your maid
As many others---Ahhh
Lovers to that Canadian Guitar Man

In closer time
Watch you somewhere
Talking on telly
Saying you are happy/married

You have the one
You have song
Fingers on frets

2/2/2016 2332PST cj

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