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Frederick Fung June 1986 | ||||||||||||||
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Like a star shooting across the space, friendship brightens up our days. Across a chain of radiant days, we saw each other's happy face. Together we received the Holy Grace, and helped each other on the way. Now, from the bottom of my heart I say, "I hope you're feeling fine today!" |
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