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No Regrets
When summer is over
nothing left but clover
and whispers of autumn
to the winds
your tresses of memories
a smile of falling showers
and eyes of burning embers
with a rainbow at your feet
and no regrets
standing at the edge of Heaven
with leaves of woodbine twining
when summer is over
nothing left but clover
and whispers of autumn
to the winds
your tresses of memories
a smile of falling showers
and eyes of burning embers
with a rainbow at your feet
and no regrets
standing at the edge of Heaven
with leaves of woodbine twining
when summer is over
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