The Love Doves
A sigle dove flying free,
It's wing are out,
It's head held high,
But no one around to say hi'
He feels so sad,
For days and days,
He tries to find,
But no birds were kind,
Then he met her,
And she met him,
They fell in love and flew together,
Forever.
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