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LOVE'S SEASONS
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LOSING LOVE It started in the spring. Birds sing. It really took wing.
Summer, hot, a love song, we could do no wrong.
Then came the fall and the cold.
Out of love we did fall.
The weather got cold. A love that got old.
We became what we said see, we'd never be.
It was hard on me.
A love that did die. I did cry.
