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Child's Season
Winding wound a windmill Blue
Dancing like we used to do
skylark breeze and Jasmine air
loving grass on feet kicked Bare
A moment’s World for us to hold
a Memory so gently sold
the Child’s Season long but passed
Eternal summer cannot last.
Dancing like we used to do
skylark breeze and Jasmine air
loving grass on feet kicked Bare
A moment’s World for us to hold
a Memory so gently sold
the Child’s Season long but passed
Eternal summer cannot last.
Published 27th Jun 2013
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