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Turning Turning Turning The calendar pages The leaves on the trees The clay in your hands And maybe, just maybe The corners of your mouth And thoughts of the future Turning Turning Turning There is color at the edges Life on the wheel Hope staining the canvas Joy on the horizon I can see it. Can you see it?
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:15 PM UTC
Turning
Turning Turning Turning The calendar pages The leaves on the trees The clay in your hands And maybe, just maybe The corners of your mouth And thoughts of the future Turning Turning Turning There is color at the edges Life on the wheel Hope staining the canvas Joy on the horizon I can see it. Can you see it?
noax-identz
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:15 PM UTC
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