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.
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guy . . .
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–
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bright . . .
–
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–
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–
–
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the
.
f
a
l
l
.
of
wintertime . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
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still
–
–
recall
the
.
f
a
l
l
.
of
wintertime . . .
–
–
–
.
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.
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still
–
–
recall
the
.
f
a
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l
.
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wintertime . . .
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time . . .
–
–
–
.
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.
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s
.
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.
l
a
s
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.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
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saw
–
–
your
eyes
–
–
burn
.
s
o
.
bright . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
with
a
smile.
Reflection: This was a popular melancholy-themed poem written back in March of 2024 about a fading romance and the sinking feelings that can come with it. I wrote most of this poem by listening to the wonderful, haunting gem of a song “Your Worst Song is Your Greatest Hit” by The Reds, the Pinks and Purples which I played in the background to create the “moodset” and inspire the writing of the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.