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I remember when in Summer,
We would wander all asunder.

I remember when in Fall,
The leaves stacked up to six feet tall.

I remember when in Winter,
The cold took us in its icy pincers.

I remember when in Spring,
The flowers would bloom and the birds would sing.

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