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Come to me my melancholy baby. Cuddle up and don't be blue. All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe. You know, dear, that I'm in love with you. Every cloud must have a silver lining. Wait until the sun shines through. Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear, or else I shall be melancholy too.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
46998 2020-01-03 23:07:23 131.30 98%
41976 2019-08-14 07:58:39 154.17 100%
36836 2019-05-22 04:38:01 137.62 99%
32505 2019-02-11 10:51:19 131.05 98%