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seasons in the sun


We met in the winter
 by the lake underneath the sun
 What seemed a moment in time
 has now a cycle spun
 Another winter yet begun
 you brought me a spring
filled with music of enya
 to dance upon the air
 and I brought to you my
 roses and Robins to
 find the pleasure there
 yet as autum leaves drop
 before our tired feet the
 dry and brittle truth
 We were just shedding
 the fountain of our youth.

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