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Write my words down in rhyme

I shall tell you in good time

but my tounge is frozen

and my voice is gone



While I write by candlelight

a paper flower in my sight

reminds me of a time

when all was well



Summertime when all was fine

the rain would fall,but the stars would shine

And all was perfect

for a while



Autumn came,and I'm to blame

things never really were the same

we were different people

at different times