Intro:
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crushing strawberries one by one
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watching the juice drip down
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two and a half months ahead of schedule
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the leaves on the trees are turning brown
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we got ready for winter, as the sun rose up in the sky
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there was something almost soothing in the hard to define
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note of terror in your eye
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watching the strawberries lose their shape
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as the wind blew threw the elm tree
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the wind was far too cold for the middle of april
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and you reached out your hand to me
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it was good to feel your hand in mine
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it was good to know you felt the pull too
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i scooped up a palmfull of strawberry pulp
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and smeared it all over you
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the wild strawberries drove me on, as i lapped them up off of your skin
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and i could feel your basal body temperature rise as the cold came in
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hey hey
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