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Bye bye May, you beautiful dream,
You carried my heart like a quiet stream.
You painted the hours in gold and blue,
And every dawn felt born anew.
Bye bye May, I’ll remember you,
In every warm and tender hue.
Though you must go, I softly say—
Goodbye, my May… goodbye, my May.
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