Kimberlee Hillner & Paul Denino
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O fairest maid with visage bright,
Thou dost make mine heart take flight,
With every glance, my soul dost swoon,
In thine presence, I am a fool, like the moon!
Thy laughter doth echo like a sweet chime,
A melody sweeter than the finest thyme,
So let us gallop through fields of clover,
And dance 'neath the stars till the sun turns over!
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