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It Was Then
A promise of tomorrow
you said.
A song for two lovers
somewhere in the night.
On bended knees
I will not return.
Sometimes I'll cry,
sometimes I'll smile.
Yesterday remains
as yesterday for me.
One heart broken is
one heart mending.
This I know,
this I live.
Always I hold within..
A promise of tomorrow
spoken to me.
Robert H. Green
� 4/Oct/2003
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