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Hi May
Hi January
I miss you
ah, not you
but January. I miss May,
who smiled in the flower field
to the strains of the melancholic song
that played in my head at that time.
Hi May, let's go together again to January
so I can see you again
spinning merrily
among those swings.
Hello May
You will sit again by the North Sea
catching the tide
as I loved it.
And May,
walk again in the dim lights of the old city
with your steps in those white shoes
and I with the night drizzle,
admiring you then.
And now the drizzle is falling
Missing you again
In the alternating drizzle
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Voxcynaa Veinn
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