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A shallow moon begins to cry,
and amber stars fall from the sky
With true love's whisper of good-bye,
one fatal midnight in july.
Withering roses weights the vine,
inside this broken heart of mine.
Sorrows seep from weathered pine,
while my soul weeps crimson wine.
Tonight my world forgets to turn,
watching the golden wheat fields burn.
Auburn grasps the emerald fern,
with broken heart and aching yearn.
Felt wailing winds begin to blow,
gathering storm clouds in a row.
Rushing rivers begin to flow,
stealing the Heaven's ember glow.
Earth's beauty eternally slain.
in a moment of silent pain.
My aching heart a bleeding vein,
shedding tears in July's rain.
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