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Irish Poem
My golden sunflower, you look so beautiful on this bright and sunny day.
Sometimes I forget that you have passed away.
And yet I still remember the way your eyes twinkled
On that fateful day when your life was sprinkled.
Over the hills and far away;
And down to the bottom...
Of Sligo Bay.
Sometimes I forget that you have passed away.
And yet I still remember the way your eyes twinkled
On that fateful day when your life was sprinkled.
Over the hills and far away;
And down to the bottom...
Of Sligo Bay.
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