Your Seasons

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One spring morning where flowers bloom,
The very first I heard your laugh so pure.
A one in a million beautiful tune,
something with exhilarating hues.

On the first day of summer where the ocean tide was calling,
on the ocean shore there you were standing.
Smiling in front of the ocean waves as your eyes closed,
I took a glance and there you were silently praying.

One autumn afternoon as leaves began to fall,
under a tree you were sitting still, not moving at all.
Forcing a smile as you surround yourself with brick walls,
hiding the pain from when you had your downfall.

One winter evening as it was snowing,
everyone were freezing and yet there you were crying.
You felt lifeless on that cold winter evening,
Now I wonder, will spring ever bring back your smile that's so charming?

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