By Original Work
Sweep %s the evening star,
We circling round palace hall,
With first dance in our hearts,
And eternally yours.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So circling round and pray, friends,
With first dance filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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