Where the warm breeze blows
And the sun shines on the grass
In that place..........
Where we carved our names
On that old oak tree
In that place..........
Where we watched the sun
Disappearing with its rays
In that place..........
Where we hid under the tree
As the rain washed away our pain
In that place..........
Where we wrote our memories
On the falling leaves of the tree
In that place..........
Where I buried the meaning of love
Under the soil and beside your grave
In that place..........
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