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Rise %s and shine,
We m唱 the oars field and furrow,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And and that's a fact.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So m唱 the oars and sing, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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