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May

A gust of wind she is Flowing through the fields Flowers bloomed each one she touches A beauty only month of may yields Grateful for the memories we hold For each laugh and each fight At every phase of my life You were there for me each time No matter the hardships you face You make your way through the crowd From deep down from my heart You make me immensely proud Purest heart with a hint of mischief The kindest eyes ever seen The sunshine gets dim when she smiles A beauty with a soul so serene...

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