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if the sky above you should turn dark and full
of clouds
and that old north wind should begin to
blow,
keep your head together and call my name
out loud.
soon i will be knocking upon your door.
you just call out my name, and you know
where ever i am
i'll come running to see you again.
winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you have to
do is call and i'll be there.

you've got a friend - james taylor

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