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Behind The Lines
Every word you sent me;
A bit of sunshine in my day
Every time you heard me;
An answer from an angel
Sent to ease my pain
Every smile that leered;
A smile shared with me
Every lonely day I spent;
A little less lonely with your chords
Strumming vibrantly
Every dark holiday gone by;
A night not quite alone
Every path where I stumbled midway
A clear direction ahead;
A road no longer unknown
Every line of wisdom I've kept;
Always a line from your soul
Every year that passes;
A year you will grow,
But never grow old
And when we meet up
On down the road;
A story waiting;
The end, however
Shall never be told
Copyright (c) July 2007
Deanna Prall
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