In My Young Heart
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In my heart a flower of love
Keeps fresh and smiling all the time
For those who come to me
And take rest in its soothing clime
In my heart a soft wind of
Compassion keeps blowing for years
To forget sorrows they are
Free to come to smile and not to shed tears
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