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She may be the face I can’t forget The trace of pleasure or regret

May be my treasure or the price I have to pay


She may be the song that summer sings May be the chill that autumn brings


May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day


She may be the beauty or the beast May be the famine or the feast


May turn each day into a heaven or a hell


She may be the mirror of my dreams The smile reflected in a stream


She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell


                She who always seems so happy in a crowd 


                Whose eyes can be so private and so proud No-one’s allowed to see them when they cry


                She may be the love that cannot hope to last


                Beckons indeed from shadows of the past That I’ll remember ’til the day I die


She may be the reason I survive The why and wherefore I’m alive


The one I’ll care for through the rough and ready years


Me, I’ll take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs


For when she goes I’ve got to be The meaning of my life is she She oh  she

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