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Seasons

Bring me the sunset in a cup

And the sunrise in a kettle

I want to know what is hiding behind those mountains in the distance

I wish to hear the birds chirping sweetly in the morning

I have to see the clouds change color before my eyes go dark

I need to feel the chilled air on my skin

I must taste the rain that falls from the sky

Bring me the sunset in a cup

And the sunrise in a kettle

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molly-claire
American
Published
May 23, 2011
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