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My little sunshine, So bold and gracious. As her mind goes wild, Towards the great abyss.   She adventures with her body, Running so strongly against the wind. Her smiles are so bright,
  Why do the days have to end?   The lights go out. The night begins.   The beauty of a summer's day Darkens after sunset.   They say the bird's songs are lovely all day
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