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For Greg Laurel Schultz ref: Sept  99 Heroinsight You came to me in a dream, my son My life without you had just begun In the early morning light We held each other, oh so tight Our hopes and dreams were our despair How could life be so unfair My promise to you long ago Never shall I let it go And yet, my son, life does go on And I remember with your song.

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