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Throught the hills and valleys of love

Whence in springtime, it came to be. We walked through the garden, just you and me. The colors were so vivid, the hues were so new. That our love was renewed, out of the blue.   The polyanna's of our hearts, delighted with joy. Now, we were are like kids again, and you being so coy. But now since we are relaxing in our twilight years, The flowers will speak to us, and wipe away our fears.   Then, summer begins again, and soon, fall will arrive. But, our love will live on, if one of us dies. Then someday we'll be joined in the garden of love. The flowers will still speak to us, only from above

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