A Love Before The Sun Sets
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Complete Sun, May 26, 20197m
Right before the sun rises
There came a world full of crisis
But having to have someone full of hope and fun
A new beginning rises, just like the sun
Like the spring coming after the cold winter,
Two people will have a new journey together
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