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I was restless, unhappy and bored. Then my spirit soared for a girl. Now in boundless amazement I praise the dear Lord, For the world is my oyster when she is my pearl.
Christof
17-Jul-03/7:49 AM
'she is my pearl' maybe? Otherwise it soudns like the Lord is your pearl, given the uncertainties between 2nd and 3rd person
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