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Like all of nature Ever changing But ever always perfect. |
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Pasteled in shades of oak and maple The warmth of the sun and the ever slight cool of the day. |
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smelling so cold yet so sweet with it's own song that plays eternal with the wind and the sun. |
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And a bridge lost in time Makes the day complete To enjoy the wonders that abound. |
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