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And the simple words he wrote her, Said he loved her and he told her, How he'd hold her If his arms would reach. Wish you were here, Wish you could see this place, Wish you were near, Wish I could touch your face. The weather's nice, in paradise, It's summertime all year. And all the folks we know, Say "Hello". I miss you so. Wish you were here.
����� "Wish You Were Here" ������������������������� Mark Wills |
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On May 15, 1999, my beloved Fred lost his last battle with coronary artery disease.� I know he's better off now, he's free of pain and he can hunt and fish to his hearts content.� But God, I miss him so much.� Please take care of him for me.������������������ �������������������������������������������� Wanda |
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