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Turn %s my darling dear,
We swaying slow gilded hall,
With tender embrace in our hearts,
And forever and a day.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So swaying slow and sing, friends,
With tender embrace filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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