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Four leaf clover


"Old Irish Blessing"

May the roads rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sunshine warm you face,
May the rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

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ARW


 

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