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I first met you in Spring,
when all these trees blossoming.
You brought colours to my monotone world.

We kept each other company in Summer,
when we played in the rain
and at the beach.

Autumn was unpredictable.
The trees showed beautiful autumn colours.
We barely talked anymore.

Soon after that, Winter came along.
Each day got colder and colder.
Wanting to spend my everyday with you
but you created a bridge to keep some distance.
You left without saying anything.

Another new year,
another Spring but this time,
it's a Spring without you.

Amanda

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