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Tender tomorrows Give rise To blue skies – Fresh beginnings. I know, Fall is near With its crisp air, And subtle, bitterness. Tomorrow will come Supple with autumn rays Dancing across my face, As i walk boldly Across the shaky bridge, Into the next season That life has to give.
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Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 1:53 PM UTC
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Tender tomorrows Give rise To blue skies – Fresh beginnings. I know, Fall is near With its crisp air, And subtle, bitterness. Tomorrow will come Supple with autumn rays Dancing across my face, As i walk boldly Across the shaky bridge, Into the next season That life has to give.
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Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 1:53 PM UTC
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