happy birthday
to you. I wrote you a song like you asked...a year or two late, but -- you know.
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she. raises her voice and drifts away. and now i sigh. sit back and meander. through the often hazy. predictably crazy. you and i.
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"and we loved with a love that was more than love,
I and my Annabel Lee"