It fills my very soul with joy to feel your love could never cloy; You'd make my sorrows disappear if I were sure you oved me, dear

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It fills my very soul with joy to feel your love could never cloy; You'd make my sorrows disappear if I were sure you loved me, dear.

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#205 BINSO ROB FEB 23 ANE ENO 1910 Rochester Mr Herbert Martin Brandon JA care S. W. Baird. B. JH No. 8. write a letter sod will get it Tuesday any way will look but one amway Youll tell you some when see you. Box 49. 70