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Spring is here,
My dear
The bells are ringing
Cling Cling
The meadows so green
Time to clean
Skies are blue
Throw away that glue
Children play and have fun
Under the little sun
If spring is gone
Not even a bird is born.
- by gIrLy_GrEeN13 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/27/2010 |
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- Asahi Tenshi - 07/08/2010
- Spring. Au revoir will never come to spring.
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