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The Past
8 May, 2002
Author: Barbara Goodhew

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Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve such special friends.
In the past I was rightous and thought I knew what was proper.

Found out what I thought was wrong
you don't know what's right for another person.
Now I live and let live. I should of done that before.
I had a good visit with a friend from the past.
Now I know why I missed her..

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