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Sep 2021
As summer pants its hot last breath
Autumn comes to give her rest.

And winter looks for spring to green;
Then summer once again ​we see.

Within the turning of each new season
Our hopes and dreams are given reason.
hopes, dreams, seasons
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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