| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Dolly PartonThe mid summer sun shines but dim the fields try in vain to look gay But when I was happy with him December was pleasant as May There once was a time he and I picked flowers to braid in my hair And the songbirds would sing sweet song of love that was tender and fair No difference the seasons may quit our love was as warm as the sun And it mattered not where did the snow Or green grass
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