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She Knows the Art

She knows the art when I am troubled and life is biting me she comes galloping with spoonful of smiles to smear in my heart Lucky my being is fortunate my soul is the face that smiles the hand that holds is everything I need when life is hot red She knows how to do it pearl of my heart knows secrets to refill my joy × 2

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