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Shall I remember when
the roses bloomed
the birds sang
the air was full of sweetness
Should I think on when
two lovers walked
hand and hand, both
delighted in the softly falling rain
Could I wish for time spent
gazing into anothers eyes
caressing softly vibrant skin
gently teasing fingers through silken hair
Or must I recall the hours in wich
rain fell, covering the tears that streamed down cheeks
rain ripped a loveing heart asunder
hope died, along with my love.
