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Wedding BandI sit here and look at My wedding band, It makes me wonder About the love we used to have. It brings tears To my eyes, Thinking about all the tears Both of us cried. I want to change The hands of time, To go back to what we used to have When I was yours and you were mine. Copyright Cynthia Jones Nov.27/2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments
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