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Saturday, July 25, 2015 (5:27 am)

When the spring comes, I will find you
And when the rain came, you’r are already gone
And I shall sing the song from the memories
We called home..

In the summer my heart melted, you said you’d come
In the winter my heart froze, you never came
And I keep singing the song from the memories
We called home..

Like the season your love changes,
I am the dispersed leaves that floats in the wind
And Like the flowers withering, my feelings are to be end
And I keep singing the song without the memories
I called home..

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