You are a friend,
someone I hold dear,
When the burning sun riseth in the morning,
when the moon doth wane in the horizon.
Though the wind may blow at my back,
and the rain drip down my face,
you are the sunshine all around me,
and always in my thoughts
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someone I hold dear,
When the burning sun riseth in the morning,
when the moon doth wane in the horizon.
Though the wind may blow at my back,
and the rain drip down my face,
you are the sunshine all around me,
and always in my thoughts
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