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With the pen of my heart, my true story I write, For your name, every year of my glory I write. When tears flow in solitude, soft from my eyes, In those droplets, a brighter trajectory I write.
With the pen of my heart, my true story I write, For your name, every year of my glory I write. When tears flow in solitude, soft from my eyes, In those droplets, a brighter trajectory I write.
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