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Nov 2010
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 ofΒ Β the summer and the color these leaves bring.
Beverly Hingson copyright 2010
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