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[[label over preprinted header]] ^ Some Friends I have met.

[[top left]] ^ Wm Hunt

^ Dear Sis.
Yesterday is dead forget it tomorrow is never.  Don't worry today is here use it.
Bro. Wm Hunt
309 Bragg
Brenham Tex.
Kard me this Summer.

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[[top left]] ^ Mother Cleo

^ Darling Baby:
I shall not miss the nightingale, I've never heard them sing, I shall not miss the far North pole, Tis such a chilly thing
But there is one thing, I am going to miss
Tis you, you, you.
Your Mother
Cleo Buchanan
Box 76.

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[[top left]] ^ G[?]

^ Dear Margie,
True friends are like diamonds precious and rare
false ones are like autumn leaves, found everywhere
Lovingly
"Gene"
1019 E 9th St., Dallas
Write soon
C.2776

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