Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Peace of the Dove when I remember the things you did I can't help but feel blue because you were there to forbid and I may not have been true you were a friend in need a rare orchid desiring water and light you grew up and onward like new seed with me you took flight it was the sun that gave you life all that remains is dark disdain failure to see your strife this was my greatest pain yours was the generosity of love setting free the peace of the dove Copyrite (c) 1993 - Mark L. Denslow
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