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She holds a daisy in her hand
he loves me, he loves me not
he loves me, he loves me not
Scattering petals to the wind
he loves me, he loves me not
I watch scarcely daring to breath
he loves me, he loves me not
then slowly walk towards her
he loves me, he loves me not
She plucks the last petal
he loves you I say
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Hmmm it think I have to agree with you. Great piece. Hugs to you
ReplyDeletethis was beautifully done, keith...
ReplyDeletehighly satisfies the romantic in me...
nice piece...
aaah, so romantic. lovely!!!
ReplyDeleteAh, that was so beautiful. I want to see that movie!
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