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She
Sunny days,her delights,
In turn she lights up my days,
Beautiful as she dances,
Her sweet music's sways,
She should stay,please stay,
Just like the air I breathe,
And be the reason of my plea,
When comes to me my death,
Oh ! , why wander hither to,
Chasing to reach the stars?
Aren't we enough of two,
Waiting , to heal the scars?
So come and rejoice,
When dreams are all but gone,
You're old enough from toys,
Just do it , yes you can,
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