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Post by Queen of Rain on Feb 27, 2005 10:37:27 GMT -8
Where do leaves go in winter? They fall like angels But where do feelings go When lovers are parted? (We do not know)
A Sunday morning we asked this Yet the only answer available Was a bird flying higher and higher Til’ he no longer could be seen For the sunshine (Behind the clouds)
Another Beautiful morning A Lover is set free And the tree stands there In November, Alone
Hark, honey The tree does not cry It knows the leaves (Red, yellow, brown – green) Will return A clear day
Green lovers’ eyes All I remember from that morning (Is it the answer?)
Find each other You see honey Everybody meet twice In a rainy park Life makes circles We should not cry We will meet again And that’s the answer
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