Thursday, January 1, 2004

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We said farewell, my youth and I,
When all fair dreams were gone or going,
And Love’s red lips were cold and dry.
When white blooms fell from tree-tops high—
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Victor James Daley
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Victor James Daley

Victor James Daley

Navan, County Armagh, Ireland
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