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I still have the picture I saved it I held onto it all these years Because I knew it was important Your only proof that he ever existed And I held onto it Because I knew that someday Someday I would get to give it back Back to you And today is that day Now is that moment And that little piece of paper Crumbled and stained Looks so beautiful Resting there On top of your grave | ||||||||||||||
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