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Hittade en söt liten dikt jag skrivit för hundra år sen:
Well they say that love is in the air,
but never is it clear.
How to pull it close and make it stay,
butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away.
And I'm left to carry on and wonder why,
even through it all, I'm always on your side
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