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Circle of Life


A bird sings his sweet song high in the tree Hoping to attract the one who loves thee She hears his song and goes flying to see Her flight he sees and knows she is for me They do the dance and take a chance on love They make a nest on the branch they first met Preparing and caring for the new Dove They were a good family so all was set He grows and they were proud until that day The hunter saw the doves and shot to slay Mom and dad were gone, how would he go on? Sad was he but the sun rose the next day He moved on and found his own lovely mate So this ends our story of the circle of life
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