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GRACE
It was all grace
Like irridescent light
From far east
Teasing, turning my head.
I saw a lady walking
With her name
What a feeling of Grace
As she walks in
Her name!
Like irridescent light
From far east
Teasing, turning my head.
I saw a lady walking
With her name
What a feeling of Grace
As she walks in
Her name!
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