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Feb 2018
And the world flips over
Beginnings become Endings
Change, like the dropped leaves of Autumn
Waiting on the rebirth of Spring,
Patterns in the sky
They fall to the ground,
And seek to find,
The noble sign of passable stars,
Sing the praises of the lord,
Hope dies only to begin anew.
Written by
Ginger  Fort Dodge, IA
(Fort Dodge, IA)   
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