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COUNTRY POEMS
On this day, I wish we could play.
It's true, we're so far away.
I do think of you
See, its with you, I want to be.
That would be my way. A beautiful day
We could play.
I want you to be my wife. my life, my whole life.
Every time, night turns into day
We're so far apart. It's hard on a hard
A thousand miles times two.
A thousand miles and more.
It's not great, a state in the midwest.
A state in the west
A pain in my chest.
