you will know
All seasons change.
The ever-hot afternoons of June
they burn their minds
Sometimes the nights
December is back.
Sometimes the autumn season drinks the blood of the trees.
Sometimes the buds bloom on the dried branches
As the autumn comes out
The spring smiles
you will know
All seasons change.
But that's also the truth.
in the courtyard of our hearts.
It hasn't changed in any way.
Season of Your Remembrance
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