There are mem'ries I choose to live with no more,
Though often we walk the same lonely shore,
Or pause in the night 'neath the same pale moon,
Or meet for a drink at the corner saloon.
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| "Seaburn" Ken Devine at kendevineart.com |
Some are sad for many reasons.
Some are sad for none.
But saddest is the lonely heart
Who's sad for only one.
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