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The beautiful road
It lays before me winding
As I make my way.

The flowers blossom
And the trees they do bloom bright
Smiling in delight.

He’s waiting for me
Standing at the garden gate
Beaming down at me.

We walk together
Until the seasons split us
When the leaves do fall.

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