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THE SEASONS HERE,
ALONE AGAIN,
DREAD DOES FILL MY HEART.

THE FAMILIES GONE,
MOST HAVE PASSED,
THE REST ALL MOVED AWAY.

I HAVE MY FRIENDS,
THANK GOD FOR THEM,
BUT WISH NOT TO IMPOSE.

TO SIT ALONE,
BY ONES SELF,
WISH THE SEASON PASS.

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