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FIRST SONGS: 10 by HILDA CONKLING

First Line: THE BLOSSOMS WILL BE GONE IN THE WINTER:
Last Line: WILL YOU STAY TILL THE COLD?

The blossoms will be gone in the winter:
Oh apples, come for the June!
Can you come, will you bloom?
Will you stay till the cold?



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