The gray blanket of Autumn , every tree , blade of grass and bird in their rightful place ! Every unique musical score brought forth by the Western breeze . Each drop of morning rain , a solitary reminder of hope , rebirth , renewal and continuity . Dusk . A gentle touch from a loving hand , singing a child to sleep with familiar ballad . The quiet woodland on a cool November morning , speaking volumes to artist , lover and poet !
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