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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Our Wagons we Ride My heart is a wagon, it's pulled me so far, and has always been true. It's picked me flowers before on the trip through my life. The wagon/my heart has lent me its power, the house it lives in is mine for me now. This wagon told me to stop for you there, to ask you to board, and... Sign in to see full entry.

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