Cloud Nine
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Walk with me to cloud nine
Where love inhales divine,
Where joy makes up sunshine,
Where delight sets to pine,
Where with laughter we dine,
And make our spirits fine.
High spirits more than wine
Enough to make bliss twine,
We have cause to recline
To time so yours and mine.
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