My sweet dancing Dove
How I want to hold you
I want to help you fly
Come, and your warm feathers
Keep my palm dry
Creature of heaven
Sweetest angel
White soul
My guardian spirit
Descending like showers on me
You're my first
You make me remember
My first Love
It's all about you
My first Dove.
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