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Its warm now; Summer eve on sun-baked bricks,
The wine has warmed beneath my hand
Bottle emptied as the day expired
All should be well in this, my land.

But there's no laughter and no song.
My tears emerge, once again unseen
A broken heart trying to mend
As thoughts return to what might have been.
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