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poem :
serenade's summer

time passes and time goes onward
hard effort we charish
as time creates a seranade
with sound never perish

let us waltz onward through the time
through the hardships it may bring
as time plays it's serenade
and thus we dance and sing

to the times we experience
pausing at music's rest
to charish a time forgotten
then music shows its ever best

as past worries are forgotten
and times is more faster
and music's rest are nevermore
at serenade's summer