Beyond seasons

Whispers of a poet's heart

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April rainy showers came early

The sun always seemed absent

Yet, the grass and flowers grew

But a love I had, I let slip away

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I stumbled throughout my days

Thinking only about November

All the fun in snowy mountains

I could still feel on my fingertips

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Some seasons never seem to change

And some never seem to go away

But love is much more than a season

Once your heart moves into forever

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I’ll secretly love that loss girl forever

And her real name was … November

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