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There's gold in the backyard where the leaves have fallen, and I was told by the wind that winter will be calling, Oh, white winter have some mercy and I'll love you like the spring, like the sun of the summer and the color these leaves bring.

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beverly-hingson

Published: Nov 28, 2010
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