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Smile to the sun
Storm clouds conceal the sky
the shadow cloak of an assassin,
my love take the dark sky
in your soft, pretty hands.
Let your sweet perfumed breath
gently blow those clouds away.
Now is the time for me to run
from the gloom unto you.
Smile, my love, to the sun
and open your arms to me.
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