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if you can serenade her with this,
she'll know you have the balls to do anything:
when the deep purple falls
over sleepy garden walls
and the stars begin to flicker in the sky
through the mist of our memory
you wander back to me
breathing my name with a sigh
in the still of the night
once again, i hold you tight
though you're gone
our love lives on
when moonlight beams
and as long as my heart will beat
lover we'll always meet
here in my deep purple dream
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the sound of one hand googlewhacking
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