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My wife %s said I'd never,
We scraped my knee into the well,
With what a sight in our hearts,
And till next time folks.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So scraped my knee and dance, friends,
With what a sight filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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