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The 1


I was tired of the cold,
it was lonely and dreary.
But now that the sun has showed
My face has gotten teary.
You said you'd be there
The last time I remember.
Tell the sun to beware
Because come December
We're climbing the ladder to the sun
No matter how hard it gets
Now we'll see if you're the one.


Mr. Brown

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