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I no longer care for springIt’s not my thingEver since we met in the pouring rainIt’s no longer my thing, springI can await the winter or fallMeet you before — the dead of summer…
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Esther George
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Writer • Dreamer • Storyteller • She writes about discovering and living your best life now because life is truly what you make it.
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