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Meet me in the morrow lands as light entwines and weaves, we’ll watch the bronze sceptre of the trees. Take my hand through autumn; waltz amongst the falling leaves, dance with me a while up- -on the breeze. Count with me the steps as we, dance our whole lives through … “One - two - three Two - two - three Three - two - three”   … and I’ll fall, in love with         you.
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Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 3:34 PM UTC
A waltz amongst the falling leaves.
Meet me in the morrow lands as light entwines and weaves, we’ll watch the bronze sceptre of the trees. Take my hand through autumn; waltz amongst the falling leaves, dance with me a while up- -on the breeze. Count with me the steps as we, dance our whole lives through … “One - two - three Two - two - three Three - two - three”   … and I’ll fall, in love with         you.
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Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 3:34 PM UTC
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