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GOLDEN WEDDING RING You put on that golden wedding ring, said you’d not trade it for anything but you decided not to linger, The ring, too heavy for your finger and it was then, the time to move on, here for the good times, then you were gone. Oh yes, you changed your way of living, cast away all that he was giving, so you pawned the golden wedding ring, because to you it didn’t mean a thing, just an airplane ticket out of town, never cared, you tore his whole world down. He still wears his golden wedding band, on the ring finger of his left hand. You left him and quickly went away, if someone asks him why, he can’t say. 11/17/05 Monty
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