YOUR BOOK

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Day by day, you fill the pages of your life

With words you write your dreams, your hopes - are all recorded.

Pages are torn; others are still to be built with joy or pain

And only you decide what words appear

Youíll write and down, you are really after

What you would write?

What you would write?

This book is yours and only you can fill it.

With words of love, itís up to you to do it.

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Think of the pages weíll see, youíll go to read

The story that you write of love for him

Your words are real, you rose around you.

What do they mean? What do they mean?

This book is yours, and only you can fill it.

With words of love, itís up to you to do it.

This book is yours, and only you can feel it.

With words of love, itís up to you to do it.

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