The Variation of Summer

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The Variation of Summer

The summer of innocence
The summer of despair
The summer who knew and I wish I was there
The summer of hope
The summer of love
The summer when we all rose above
We rose above the conflicts
We rose above our fears
We rose above the problems and the troubles that grew near
We were young and naïve
We thought we knew it all
We were never afraid, afraid to fall
We never cared what anyone said
Wow I miss you buddy, my dearest Friend





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