A Song, I sing
to thee
I whisper to he
the branch falls
a new gaze
throughout
the days
I hear the whisper
he is brazen
for the gold
is gone
Autumn
is near,
I saw it
in the full
moon
red
full, complete
big red
growth
is about
to dissapear.
now the season
is done
Seasons Changing
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yes it is that time of year again and I liked this approach of yours
I hear the whisper
he is brazen
for the gold
is gone
Autumn
is near,
I saw it
in the full
moon
i liked this esp
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