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| When I think of all the girls I kissed, |
| and all the chances at love I missed, |
| I seem to get a little blue, |
| but then I see a smile from you |
| and remember a very special day |
| when there were promises to say |
| in the front of our family and friends. |
| Then the sad feelings end. |
| We are together, rich or poor, |
| and I can ask for nothing more |
| than an everlasting love. |
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