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Reencounter | ||
| A lost friend found is dear, indeed. He's not a slender shaking reed. It's great to see his smiling face And feel at last his warm embrace. We speak of times of long ago And of the folks we used to know. He says his life is very sad, And worst of all, his health is bad. But he is glad that we have met And won't this meeting soon forget. | ||
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