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Who
Who can I look to
When melodies are gone
After all goes wrong
there’s no lyrics or songs
Who can dry my tears
The rest of my years
When sufferings my death
And nothings left
Who will meet me there
In cool morning air
To relieve my soul
As I grow old
And when my strength
gets dull and weak
I’ll look to you
To be my peace
LF/RR/2015
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