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[[preprinted]] The Presents [[/preprinted]]

[[top left]] ^ Mr. Orange

^ Dear Marjorie:
I wonder if ever a song was sung, But the singer's heart song sweeter?  I wonder if ever a rhyme was sung, But the thoughts surpassed the meter?  I wonder if ever a sculptor wrought Till the cold-stone echoed his inmost thought?  Or if ever a painter, with light and shade
The dream of his inmost soul betrayed?
(L) Dum spiro spero
Sincerely yours
Allen Orange
1717 Hall St
Dallas, Texas

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[[top left]] ^ [[strikethrough]] Auggie L. [[/strikethrough]] Maggie B.

^ Dearest V.M.C.-
I do believe the Gods above created you for me to love.
I wish your life Greatest Joys in days to come.  May you achieve the heights prepared for you.
Friendly
Maggie Brown
1520 Poker St
Houston, Tex.

514 
Hardcastle St.

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Transcription Notes:
Dum spiro spero means "While I breathe, I hope" in Latin and is a modern paraphrase of ideas that survive in two ancient writers, Theocritus and Cicero.