The Dying Days of Summer
The Dying Days of Summer are to me the saddest days of all
As the days go quickly marching by, onward into Fall.
The cicada sing, School bells ring, Summer ends again.
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The Dying Days of Summer are to me the saddest days of all
As the days go quickly marching by, onward into Fall.
The cicada sing, School bells ring, Summer ends again.
