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The smell of roses past by me
while sitting and reading your diary
you have been gone for so long
I sometimes don't know where I belong
Left alone with out your care
I can't help it when I get scared
To read your words so precious and fine
I will not miss reading one line
So thanks-for the roses once again my dear
and the words I can read through the years
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