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Summer

Summer kisses evaporated
Winter cuddles froze 
I stare into the multicolored sky 
and wished you could see me grow 

Do you wish?
Do you wish me well? 
Do you think of me 
now and then?


Time can't be stopped 
and neither can I 
Screams from the mountain top
are lost in the valley below

Summer kisses evaporate
Winter cuddles freeze
is there a story for me 
that's waiting to be told? 



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