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There is a place I long to be,
to sit and dream awhile...
where gently calls to me your voice
from many a far mile.
A place where spark'ling di'mond glints
play with dancing ripples,
relenting to soft moonlit night's
undulating dimples.
'Tis peaceful there without a care,
a haven wrought by fate...
and everywhere a song of life
to fill us and elate.
Oh, grip us tight, Eternity,
embrace with no more stress;
an Eden built by dreams for two...
all mine - I must confess.
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