your baby Poems

I guess it ment nothing to you
each time you looked into my eyes
eachtime you pulled me closer
trying to keep me by your side
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i used to think that abest friend was
someone to look up to
untill i met you
i used to think that i had no1
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my country tis of thee sweet land of liberty of thee i sing
land where my fathers died the land the land of pilgrams pride, , from every mountainside, let freedom ring! ' And so let freedom ring - from the prodigious hill Let freedom ring - from the
tops of New Hampshire.
snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
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we only met the other day
but you make me want to say
when you ran your hand down my side
for the very first time
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