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She left me like the seasons But the seasons came back She never did It was on a rainy day like this Guess she found shelter elsewhere Like dewdrops falling of the leaves In the misty morning My weary heart is dripping With tears of loneliness and disparity Never did I stop loving Nor did I leave her | ||||||||||||||
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