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Blissful Peace | ||
| Sweetly play the lute and lyre. Feel your spirit soaring higher. Cares and problems disappear, Leaving you with joy and cheer. Darkness now has gone away. Happy birds are here to stay. Revel in the blissful peace. Watch your lovely brood increase. Life is but a tender song, Leaving you content and strong. | ||
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