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A couplet in a cold night... We sang, we danced, we laughed, and we rolled; We created games and tales we told, And all of a sudden life is so cold; Without you there is no one to hold.
A couplet in a cold night... We sang, we danced, we laughed, and we rolled; We created games and t...
A soulful poem from a father missing his son.
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