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Grandma’s Love

Crying on the pillow missing grandma’s love. Everyday I’m wishing for grandma’s love. She always tells me how strong I am, but I’m not strong enough as I’m gone fishing for grandma’s love. I remember going to her house from day to night where she and I hugged tight. I’m missing grandma’s love, looking left and right. I saw her months ago where did all the time go? Because right now I’m missing grandma’s love. When I was down she took my frown and turned it upside down, and now I’m missing grandma’s love.

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