Pleasure
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A pure blue sky above
With white clouds moving in slow paces
A girl in the green valley
Running in sunshine with flowing tresses
A bird flies up suddenly
Fluttering its wings from the deep bushes
You and me go to sit by the
Stream sing and exchange passionate kisses
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