Seventy Years
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It's been seventy years.
Seventy years since I first saw you,
You were sitting on a bench
In your own trance.
It's been seventy years
since I broke the ice;
and we became friends soon:
Oh! Lovers in disguise.
It's been seventy years
since I first requested you
to be mine forever:
Till death do we part!
It's been seventy years
Of our joys and cries
The gray hair and wrinkles :
The epitome of our undying love.
Oh!The seventy years of our love.
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