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JOEL

A mon fils

TO SARA

Hospital room, second floor

IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE




AS I TRY TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU

EXTRA LARGE REGULAR

an angel got his wings

just hit play

just hit play

When your eyes lied to me

What if you don't love me tomorrow?

Talking to the unknown

Les hiers des lendemains

Mes jours et tes nuits

Park bench, Parliament Hill

Divine Girl

She came last night

One word - confused

Endless phone call

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JOEL

Blue-eyed baby boy
my baby boy
when he smiles so shyly
smiles at me
when he cries: "daddy" at night
just wanting to be held
bottle of milk, new diaper
lullaby, goodnight
see you at morning light

      July 2006





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