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Turn %s the evening star,
We gracefully gliding grand ballroom,
With hand in hand in our hearts,
And eternally yours.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So gracefully gliding and pray, friends,
With hand in hand filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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