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The tips of the mountains kiss the clouds up high

The grass dances together rhythmically as the wind blows by

The pair of old little lovebirds
celebrating spring in the sky

The flowers mingle diffusing their scent in the air

Only you and me are not?Isn't that a little unfair dear?

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