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Forever

Winter can oft seem cruel, Her proud head held high to rule. Will her reign end on this side of forever? But the trees left forsaken and dead, Will lift up their whispering heads. Nothing can last forever. A tendril of hope carries on, After darkest night comes the dawn. The cycle of time continues forever. Never say all hope is lost, In Spring there is bound to be frost. Let love remain in your heart forever.

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