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My Dearest.
I'm so sorry I haven't written to you,
I just returned from counting stars.
But then each grain of sand I picked, reminded me of you,
The sweet melody I hear in your laughter.
Each part of you is a diamond master...
I just returned from counting stars.
But then each grain of sand I picked, reminded me of you,
The sweet melody I hear in your laughter.
Each part of you is a diamond master...
