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Nov 2021
I will water your summer drought
From my tears that come about
My raging fire of wrong
Will keep you warm all winter long
An in Spring
I'll be the bird to sing
in autumn i will have no leaves
But you will be the one who believes
I will be with you all seasons long
medy
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