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Seasonal Bliss

Seasonal Bliss

The days pass by

Very little has changed

You marked my whole world

Showed me more than the grey

 

All I have are the memories

All the good times

 

You showed me who i was

The me I want to be

I just want to go back

And live it one last time

 

It happened again

You came then you went

The days are getting shorter

The further you get

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