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Feb 2019
Be it autumn summer spring,
wind or rain or birds in sing,
there is just one simple thing,
that puts my mind at ease.

When I feel my smile dying,
Before the numb and bouts of crying
I go out with hopes of spying,
Lamplight on the leaves.
There is  a lamp on my walk to school that is surrounded by leaves that never fall off the tree. When I walk home at night it is a beautiful halo of light that never fails to lift my spirits.
Written by
Justin
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   Molly and Philipa James
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