Number of seasons a marker in my life
Will your presence
Would significance yourself
Several seasons into ecstasy in my life
Days full of happiness
As there can be no doubt
At that time
When the time kept going
Number of seasons is a reminder to me
Today is your birthday
But I do not have a special greeting to you
I just have a special feeling for you
- Remaining space longs for you, always
If you back
Although I'm starting to doubt
At this time
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