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Mediu
Inspiration has returned
Through golden leaves of autumm
Summer\'s love has quickly burned
And soon will be forgotten.
Caresses of agentle breeze
Remain entangled in my soul,
Till winter\'s sudden vicious freeze,
Decides to make them fall.
I keep no memory of tears
Just reasons to adore.
My summer love has healed my fears
My soul demands one more.
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