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I Think Of You
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I think of you
Dear sweet Alice
Your love of life
Would fill a palace
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I think of you
Like a priceless stone
That shines so bright
Even when alone
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I think of you
Be it right or wrong
Sometimes so fragile
And yet so strong
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I think of you
Like flowers in May
Your beauty does bring
Immense joy my way
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I think of you
And your hair of red
That perfectly adorns
Your lovely head
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I think of you
Like endless skies
And the whisper of love
Within your eyes
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I think of you
With your skin so pale
And rosy pink
Each time you inhale
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I think of you
Like fire and ice
Sweet sugar and spice
And everything nice
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I think of you
As a woman with class
And a figure that out does
The most perfect hour glass
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I think of you
Like white virgin snow
Whose radiant beauty
In the moonlight does glow
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I think of you
So lovely and sweet
I cherish the day
That we did meet
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I think of you
Like a precious tomorrow
For you've taken from me
The loneliness and sorrow
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Dedicated To Alice Luzadder
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