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When summer is out of sight (Lyric) by Corey McHattan
A cold and grey December day;
I really don't know what to say,
Except that there is nothing worse,
In bed or coffin, car or hearse,
Than losing the capricious joy,
That grows in every girl and boy
And so please keep, for every part,
A sunny August in your heart.
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