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life blooms
with music
with you dears,
a drop of dew
in the eyes of love
smiles I feel dears,
your love takes me high
to fly through the stars
as a drop of dream,
I behold you again
to see you
top in the world,
lessons of life I share for you
and learn from you dears,
still my heart asks me again
who is the teacher
you or I?
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