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Friday, April 22, 2005


   The Light of the Moon
In the light of the moon
she died to soon
she was my life
but she wasn't my wife
she was taken on that day
on an island far away
she died to soon
in the light of the moon
she was the face
of elegant grace
I was a talent to waste
but the bitter taste
of death was there
flooting in the air
she died in the light of the moon
on a clod day in the month of June

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