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I cryed a tiny tear last night
Upon my pillow sift and light.
Why it fell I do not know
I thought of you as it flowed.
Like a wish from a well,
A silent thought of you last night
As I wished you were here in my sight.
It came like a raindrop from the sky,
Soft and misty in my eye.
To think of you in such sweet sense
Makes me think you were heaven sent.
Beverly Skarsvog
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