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Just a glimpse of you
All the season's blue

A fiscal derivation
Devised by two

I want to kiss you
To hold do

As the stars swirl
And comets flow

I long to hold
you so

Soon the sun will rise
The moon will set

I will be always
with you

Last star , first star
I wish tonight

I love you

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