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"CLASS RING" (by Melissa Nelson)
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Close by the door he passed to stand
As he took the class ring off her hand
All who were watching didn't dare speak
As a silent tear ran down his cheak
All through his mind memories ran
Of the times they talked, and walked hand-in-hand
But now her eyes looked very cold
He'd never have her again, never to hold
All were silent as he bent down near
To whisper "I Love You" in her ear
In touching her face he started to cry
He put on his class ring, and wanted to die
And just as the wind began to blow
They lowered her casket into the snow
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