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[aid] => mick
[title] => Vernal
[time] => 2018-04-18 05:17:02
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You only get a little bit,
The springtime fountain will flow, then quit.
We are young for just one song,
And that/'/s not very long.
We cry and smile as the sundial
Shows its shadow for a while.
We look back before the night was black
And see our salad days on youthful track.
Summer winds blow, past the youth we use to know;
A hand full of decades become a faded glow.
Naïve hours came and went
And now we clench the haunting scent
Of the vernal blossom spryly spent.
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[topicname] => Nostalgic
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