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ah, to have you with me
through the passing of my time
when spring’s all honeyed blossoms
or the winter winds unwind,
when summer’s fruits are plenty,
or autumn’s painted gold;
be the air so warm with passion,
or tinged with northern cold.
If the cotton clouds are flying,
or the shadowed mountains rain,
I would have you with me
through the passing of my pain.

 

 

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