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| 29-MAY-2007 | ArtP |
My true love sits in a forest glade
In the springtime's golden light
The flowers, they dance in the gentle breeze
And the warm sun shines so bright
And of all the flowers in the forest
And all trees that do abound
The ones that please my heart the most
Are green the whole year 'round
-Celtic Woman
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