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Sweet Spring

In the dusting of the springtime Sweet scented thoughts of yesterday The singing of the birds that rhyme Still plays loud in the dawn of day The sunshine smiled from up above As we passed by the fields of green She was my queen, I was her love But we're just barely seventeen I held her two hands so tightly As I looked deep into her eyes And with the streams singing sweetly The world was like a paradise Then our hungry hearts collided All the snags of life have faded Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose

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