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Seasons of Magic
This is the season of magic
Where silly love songs fill the air
A whisper and a heart is touched
A quiver and lips are parted
Sparks spill over from wayward flames
And fresh fires break out randomly
During the season of magic
Where fools and lovers come out to play
Games of masquerades and charades
Games of hard-to-get and touch-me-nots
Roles of lovers and fools interchange
But the loser always remains the same
Curse this season of magic
Where hearts are lost down one way streets
Lock my heart in cold hard chains
Lock my feelings in sunless prisons
Discard the key lest I break free
To reclaim the season's title
12:39 a.m. Tuesday, July 27, 2004
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Breezing through the Elysium Fields and down the River of Lethe. Stop by at Styx, flirt with Erebus, and tease the Old Man Charon. Give Cerberus a scratch, play some three-headed catch, and away to see the king. Silent as ever, that's Hades my friend, and fair Persephone beside. Paying my respects, a swift bow, and off again to wander. A quick pass at the judges, and Tartarus to taunt the dead. Tired at last, back to Elysium, and a toast with heroes of long past.
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