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| Warm welcomes |
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| Maybe it's time to stop talking... |
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| ...because there's always tomorrow. |
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| Memories of old, flooding through the lights of tonight. |
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| Anticipation, met by beauty. |
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| Let us tuck up our feet and close out the night. |
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| Ready, set, what's left to say?, go! |
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