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The sweet way you talk to me,
Makes me bloom like spring.
The natural way you use your smile,
 It makes me miss the sun
That shone over our skin 
In July - last summer.

Autumn, the season that suits my mood.
We eat ice cream even in winter, 
Even when it's cold.

 I like your red cheeks, 
They match my blouse.
I like to feel your hands
 Glued to my palms.  

I like to listen to you when you talk,
Your gentle voice is the violin
 That accompanies my love songs
Written for you.

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