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Uncles SongLeaves from the vine falling so slow / Like fragile tiny shells difting in the pond / As warm summers wind comes to a new

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HerHer eyes are bluer than the open sea. / The smile is like the sunset on this earth. / And the sight it blinds my eyes for, I see

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Life and DeathL is greater than or equal to D / for L is equal to life / and D is equal to death

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NAMEI see her then / I saw her later / And she will always,

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