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The year is at the spring,
And day is at the morn; Morning is at seven, The hillside is dew-pearled; The lark is on the wing, The snail is on the thorn; God is in his heaven, All is right with the world. |
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我还在等着你 静静的爱我 只要有你陪我 静静的就足够 你也在等着我 静静的温柔 就这样手牵手 静静的看着天空 |
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