You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine 
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Walking through the meadows,
Singing my favorite songs,
I hear my mother calling,
“Come back! Move along!”,
I turn my head and step forward,
Taking another step toward
The voice of my mother.
When I reach the house it’s almost dark,
Making the light seem so stark,
MORE COMING!
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