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When the ground is full, I find you missing. Though the beautiful lily sings, My prettiest still wears her crown
She dances as the prettiest, Nicest in their wood. Who else try the crown? Than Ivy that dances at the dawn
And when the moon cast its shadow, Who else can wing her sides at twilight. Ivy o little Ivy, loveliest after the Lord's. See the sky rain on ivy
When she smiles and Springs, She dreams of who I am - Yet a touch for a fly. I'm lily, o beautiful Ivy, Feel and fill my heart
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