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It Was YouIt was you That gave me wings to fly, Picked me up off the ground Was there to dry my eyes. It was you That held me through the night, Kissed me on the lips gently Told me everything would be alright. It was you That was sent to me, From our Father above Our love is Heavenly. It was you That has always touched my heart, I know that some day We will have to part. Copyright Cynthia Jones Nov.12/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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