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This spring is not like previous
Because of Thou, my dear,
At times Thou look so serious
Yet when Thy smile appears,
O Lord, I lose my mind!
Thine eyes are sparkling
And seem to be divine...
Take care, my darling!

I wish good luck on this fairest day!
Where there's a will, there's a way!


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