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Sep 2020
The dawn always change,
As I understand you each day.

Like a weather in a certain place,
That always have blue in your face.

Yet it changes as I have trace,
An attractive smile with a steady pace.

You won't even give grace,
Yet it all written in your face.

The night will almost be replace,
Yet our memories will be embrace.
I am still not sure of the title: any suggestion?
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