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Once  we  walked

here  side  by side

into the future we

had planned. You

with  your  memories of no

love at all, and me with my

love  for ONE MAN.  Now

you   are   gone,   but  your

Memory lives on, and I  strive  to keep

climbing this stair. Someday there will

be a real love for Me. A man who truly

will care.  I hope as this evening draws

To  a close that you  might be thinking of me.  And

maybe at  times you  think  back  to  find  that  you

played a fool leaving me.  It's hard on some days to

Remember   the   way  you   promised  those  things

never kept. But  that's OK too, for thinking of  you has made me

quite proud of myself. I may not  be your pick of life's little gifts,

but I know  the thing  that  you  lost,  was a  love bright and new,

a  heart  that  was  true,  and   gold  that  you   traded  for  dross.