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As I wake up to this morning; on a fresh new day My senses remind me of that plaintive yearning; Alas!

I could leave it at the blue blue bay! A wish lingers on in my mind, A wish for you to lead a life of a better kind... May the butterflies sit on your beard again, And you flow down like the September s rain! Oh! God please grant my wishes this new year, Please gift my grandpa with a CURE!

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