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She is there carrying the woods In the dawn morning, stepping her foots The cool breeze teases her, Tries to touch her, move her hair, Comes close to her, she is helpless The bright yellow rays fall to her,
Rainbows and butterflies, Endless laughter, that’s You and me   Although we fight at times, Neither of us gave up. Oh we’re Delightfully in love!   All that matter is what we have
My little love, she means the world to me She's so beautiful, thats all I want everyone to see Six months old, yet she's been through a lot All I can think of, is all of the battles that shes fought
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