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Cherilyn
When I see you through the door window,
I know why I hurried home.
I may not always show my gratitude...
Yet there is no question it is there.
I love coming home to you,
You have always made me warm...
I hold your hand, that current goes up my arm;
It pursues it's way to my heart...
That is why it keeps on beating with rythym,
The rythym of our love...
Joseph James
7/21/18
Happy 40th Cher, 11/18/78 -11/18/2018
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