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    2009 - 10.13

    Seasons suanter past my eyes

    A clock of time gone by

    I watch this from a merry-go-round called life.

    Blurred shapes, colors, things that die, all spinning

    Leaves falling to the ground echo with eternity

    Sun rises , sun falls, gallant greenery grows taller

    Children play in the grass

    As a star streaked across the Heavens.



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