Eucalyptus trees, breezy day

Up sky high

Sweet scent of June

Cold days, frost bites

Owl hunts, mice fright

Must it be us?

The eucalyptus kisses

Missiletoe kickstart 

Down interest our harts

I hate it when we part

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