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Spring Eternal
I was born in a land far-off, where the grass was green. From the other side of the railroad tracks where I was seen. The trees stood firm, the meadows still, were all in bloom... A far-off fragrance blossoming... like sweet perfume! The pastures filled with flowers wild, all in my past. Then Spring Eternal came to me, how it did last. A peaceful time, a quiet time, for me to roam... And as for me, in memory, this was my home. My mother rocked me, quietly, while in her chair. And this would be my childhood dream, without a care. Then wake-up time began to chime, and how it came... Like thunder-bolts of lightning times, were not the same. The time it passed, not looking back, where did it go? Will I return to peace again? I do not know. But there's for me, someone to see, that she'll remain... A Spring Eternal to my soul, that's not the same. She's in a land, a far-off land, where flowers bloom... Where fields of grass are blossoming... like sweet perfume. The meadows filled with flowers, wild, all in my past... And Spring Eternal comes to me, that it may last.
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