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Turn %s with me tonight,
We gracefully gliding gilded hall,
With first dance in our hearts,
And till the music ends.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So gracefully gliding and sing, friends,
With first dance filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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