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Keepsake

He will bring a birthday cake

And wait by the lake.

Waiting by the lake,

For real love's sake.

For real love’s sake,

With flowers which are fake.

With flowers which are fake,

And all the money he could make.

With all the money he could make,

He will buy you a keepsake.

Hoping when he buys you the keepsake

His hand you will take.

🌷(1)

◄ Fear looses!

For her sake ►

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