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    She maybe the face I can't forget
    A trace of pleasure or regret
    Maybe my treasure or the price
    I have to pay

    She maybe the song that summer sings
    Maybe the chill that autumn brings
    Maybe a hundred different things
    Within a measure of a day

    She maybe the beauty or the beast
    Maybe the famine or the feast
    May turn each day into a heaven
    Or a hell

    She meaybe the mirror of my dream
    A smile reflected in a stream
    She may not be what she may seem
    Inside her shell

    She who always seems so happy in a crowd
    Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
    No-one's allowed to see them
    When they cry
    She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
    May come to me from shadows of the past
    That I remember till
    The day I die

    She maybe the reason I survive
    The why and wherefore I'm alive
    The one I'll care for through the
    Rough and rainy years

    Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
    And make them all my souvenirs
    For where she goes I've got to be
    The meaning of my life is she she mm

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