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  is something true

  made up of these three words that

  i must say to you

  i just called to say i love you

  i just called to say how much i care

  i just called to say i love you

  and i mean it from the bottom

  of my heart

  no summer's high

  no warm july

  no harvest moon to light one tender august night

  no autumn breeze

  no falling leaves

  no even time for birds to fly

  to southern skies
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