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| All those lonely people I see From day to day Like a summers breeze They all seem to fade away Why do they look so hurt Some look so scared Hoping no one notices the tattered shirt All they do is sit and stare That's when the caring starts As I see their pain filled eyes I look and reach deep into my heart When it doesn't work I begin to cry As I try to ease their pain Feelings warm and tender Bring them back to life once again All they need is to be remembered (c) 2001 - Debbie Moore |
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