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On hillsides walking space
I see the beauty glowing yellow.
I see the peaceful and the mellow.
Come hither to me wonderful creation,
Let me hold you in my arms.
Talk to me sweet yellow,
You with all your swaying charms.
Love me like I love you,
Caress me in the wind,
Speak to me my beauty,
Kiss me on the cheek,
Let this friendship last forever,
It's the one I seek.

By listener

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