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Lonely Lovesong walks the streets,

Giving smiles to those she meets,

Mutely plays an old guitar,

You might hear it from afar.

Unafraid of getting lost,

To the rhythm she likes the most,

As if having one more chance,

Lonely Lovesong learns to dance.