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Acts of her hands woven songs of pure life;
symbolized good, never at fault. -
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Don't fret, sweet soul
I may be gone now -
Tears filled the old man's eyes as he read a letter from his dear deceased.
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Montana heat, the jeep musty, -
by Immer Leben 98 lines, 4 comments, on May 6 9:06 PM 2007. In Personal, Life, Starting Anew, Legacy
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