Confession I watch the sun shine up the barren vale This is my life the season’s rob me of I am afraid there's sorrow in my tale I have never known the feeling of true love. Each spring brings reasons to recall how I watched and still could not compare which girl would be the best of all until I saw... Sign in to see full entry.
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