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Forlorn like winter frost
Seasons come and gone
Shattered hearts from hope's high cost
Broken glass reflects the sun
Tattered souls can still feel love
Every dream comes to an end
To hear a singer in a foreign tongue
and understand at once
emotional vibrations
Time moves on
There are no second chances
Life goes on
Loved and lost
fought and won
only to end up alone
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