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The summer air is cooling gradually, The peaches are off their trees, The leaves are preparing for autumn, But it’s still only you I see. And winter will gladly come, We will be in school all day long, I will spend the hours dreaming Writing and singing your song. Remember when you stopped, So suddenly where we were, You kissed me, I smiled, I had a disease and you’re my cure, Thank you, Beau.
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Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:01 AM UTC
Peaches
The summer air is cooling gradually, The peaches are off their trees, The leaves are preparing for autumn, But it’s still only you I see. And winter will gladly come, We will be in school all day long, I will spend the hours dreaming Writing and singing your song. Remember when you stopped, So suddenly where we were, You kissed me, I smiled, I had a disease and you’re my cure, Thank you, Beau.
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Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:01 AM UTC
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