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I May Be Young - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman People always tell me, "What's your hurry? You're moving like your pants they are on fire." I simply tell them, "Don't you worry," While the water in the dam keeps getting higher "

Jennifer's Baby - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman Jennifer waited a year and a day. She went to the doctor. They told her to pray. She knew there was only so much they could say. So, Jennifer decided there must be a better way. Wake"

Love Is Not Enough - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman If I've managed to learn anything at all from what we've done, It's that even though it fills the cracks and crevices and mends the tattered souls, Still we're each other's nemesis,"

Maybe In A Million Years - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman Urchins and ragamuffins, see how they play. Run through the ruins where the land mines lay. When will this nightmare cease? When will we find a lasting peace? Maybe in a million years."

New Lang Syne - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman There goes another year. Champagne and resolutions. Those hard to find solutions, suddenly crystal clear. Watching the ball descending, life goes on, never ending. Cherish the time we're"

No One Knows - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman She grew up across the hall, with a bear lying on her bed and Elton John up on the wall. She followed him everywhere from Nursery school to Harvard Square. They were born a year apart."

Put You In My Pocket - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman Did you know I like, You know, I like the way I really like the way you look. And even though it's hard, You know, it's difficult to say. Without being mistook. I want to Put you in"

Saturday Fathers - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman Saturday Fathers never win. They're punished each day of their lives for their horrible sin. They carry your picture. They show it to all their friends. Daddy I know this isn't fair."

Shopping Bag Ladies - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman The shopping bag ladies, they live in the terminal waiting room, Patiently whiling their hours away, Desperately keeping their demons at bay, Making up lies about times that were good. Extolling"

Solitaire - Dean Friedman

"by Dean Friedman Potted plants hanging down from the ceiling, creeping up my windowsill. If the cats don't get 'em the winter wind will. But I am a fool and I water them everyday. Have some faith"

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