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Dec 2012
One day I'll meet my yellow bird,
or maybe I never will.
One day I'll find my yellow bird,
or maybe I already have.

My yellow bird wasn't my first love --
it might not be my second.
But then again, maybe it will.

One day I'll find my true love
and we will never part.
One day my true love will find me
and our lives can start together.

My true love could be near,
my yellow bird could be far
but either way, I'll find him.
Q
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Q  Earth
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   Timothy and Alice Kay
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