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Now summer is gone,
leaving nothing in store.
Warm it's still in the sun.
But there has to be more.
All that true could have come,
a five-petalled ore,
folded into my palm,
but there has to be more.
Nothing evil was sighted,
all good, for evermore,
world was festively lighted,
but there has to be more.
Life forever was tucking,
caring, making adore.
Was I really lucky,
but there has to be more.
Not a leaf ever seared,
not a twig snapped... Soar:
day, like glass, washed all clear.
But - there has to be more.
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Now summer is gone,
leaving nothing in store.
Warm it's still in the sun.
But there has to be more.
All that true could have come,
a five-petalled ore,
folded into my palm,
but there has to be more.
Nothing evil was sighted,
all good, for evermore,
world was festively lighted,
but there has to be more.
Life forever was tucking,
caring, making adore.
Was I really lucky,
but there has to be more.
Not a leaf ever seared,
not a twig snapped... Soar:
day, like glass, washed all clear.
But - there has to be more.
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