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WhenWhen the sun sets over the lovely oceans blue then will my precious love come to you. When the moon rises above the mountains all aglow then will my love come to call on you. When the stars rise high in the midnight sky then shall my love pine only for you. And when the golden sun rises in the morning sky then shall my love at last be given to you. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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