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    measuring a summer's day,
    i only finds it slips away to grey,
    the hours, they bring me pain.

    tangerine, tangerine,
    living reflection from a dream;
    i was her love, she was my queen,
    and now a thousand years between.

    thinking how it used to be,
    does she still remember times like these
    to think of us again?
    and i do.
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