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The browned leaves fall swaying,

And meek sun, is lonely peeking,

Black birds drift with indifference,

Morning, a shroud of fallen cloud.
 Apr 2015 Keith A Lake
Phoenyx
Love
 Apr 2015 Keith A Lake
Phoenyx
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love isn't worth a dime
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