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Glide %s elegance,
We circling round moonlit terrace,
With sweet romance in our hearts,
And now and always.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So circling round and pray, friends,
With sweet romance filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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