(A poem)
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Seasons will change, petals may grow
Coastal and deserts asking for snow
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What may happen and cursing your rhyme
Let the soul be saved the second time,
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Shifting your sight from circle to horizon
Shading the air from pale to crimson
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What may burn or make silent your chime
Let the soul be saved the second time
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Melt the crime and sweeten the lime
Let the soul be saved the second time.