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They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, --
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more.


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Added: 16 Jun 2002 | Last Read: 23 Nov 2008 12:37 PM | Viewed: 2928 times

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