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Once in my life I met a man, who's often seen guitar in hand Had one broad smile and manly arms, watched out carefully who he harms Talked about as much as me, seemed okay to live and be His happy mood infectuous, his frame of mind adventurous Lifted me up and set me down, feet touched ground without a sound Saw me off with one sweet kiss, doesn't know it's him I miss He's one more pearl in my collection, inside it bears his warm reflection I'll keep it safe with all the others, hope he's the next one living bothers
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