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Season Sorrow MAG
The rustling of the autumn wind that bangs my old screen door
Reminds me of the cool summer nights we spent along the shore.
The change of seasons from summer to fall changed our hearts as well.
And soon I found I knew you no more, our lasting love had fell.
The warm hearting days we spent walking hand in hand
As our toes were shipwrecked boats, sunken by the sand.
Now I lie in the dead autumn leaves, reminiscing about our past
The winter months go by so slowly, while my summer went so fast.
Till now never have I realized, the puzzles I cannot solve
From spring to fall, to summer, like the seasons, we too evolve.
Don't ever be afraid to face a changing day ,
For life is a never ending path, and the challenge is to find your way.
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